Psalms 142

1 “A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.” With my voice I cry unto the Lord: with my voice I make supplication unto the Lord.

Nzembo ya Davidi. Maloba na ye tango azalaki kati na ebombamelo ya mabanga. Na mongongo makasi, nazali koganga epai na Yawe; na mongongo makasi, nazali kobondela Yawe.

2 I pour out before him my grief: my distress I recite before him.

Natalisi likambo na ngai liboso na Ye, natandi pasi na ngai liboso na Ye.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me—and thou knowest well my path—on the way whereon I desired to walk they had secretly laid a snare for me.

Soki molimo na ngai elembi kati na ngai, Yo oyebi epai nazali kokende. Batieli ngai motambo na nzela oyo nazali kotambola.

4 Look to the right, and behold, yea, there is no man that recognizeth me: [every] refuge is lost to me; there is no one that careth for my soul.

Bwaka miso na ngambo ya loboko ya mobali mpe tala! Moto ata moko te ayebi ngai lisusu, nazali lisusu na ekimelo te, moto ata moko te azali komitungisa na tina na ngai!

5 I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of life.

Yawe, nagangi epai na Yo! Nalobi: « Ozali ebombamelo na ngai, libula na ngai kati na mokili ya bato ya bomoi! »

6 Listen unto my entreaty; for I am very miserable: deliver me from my pursuers; for they are too mighty for me.

Yoka koganga na ngai, pamba te nazali na pasi makasi! Kangola ngai wuta na maboko ya banyokoli na ngai, pamba te baleki ngai na makasi.

7 Bring forth out of prison my soul, that I may thank thy name: with me shall the righteous crown themselves, when thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Bimisa ngai na boloko mpo ete nasanzola Kombo na Yo! Bato ya sembo bakoya kozingela ngai sima na Yo kosalela ngai bolamu.