Psalms 121

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I lift up my eyes to the hills, From where does my help come?

Nzembo ya mobembo tango bazalaki kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Natomboli miso na ngai na ngambo ya bangomba: lisungi na ngai ekowuta wapi?

2 My help [is] from YHWH, Maker of the heavens and earth,

Lisungi na ngai ewutaka na Yawe oyo akela likolo mpe mabele.

3 He does not permit your foot to be moved, He who is preserving you does not slumber.

Akotika te ete lokolo na yo eselumuka; Ye oyo abatelaka yo animbaka te.

4 Behold, He does not slumber, nor sleep, He who is preserving Israel.

Te, Ye oyo abatelaka Isalaele animbaka te mpe alalaka pongi te!

5 YHWH [is] He who is preserving you, YHWH [is] your shade on your right hand,

Yawe azali mobateli na yo; Yawe azali, na ngambo ya loboko na yo ya mobali, lokola elili oyo ebatelaka yo.

6 By day the sun does not strike you, Nor the moon by night.

Ezala na moyi to na butu, moyi mpe sanza ekosala yo mabe ata moke te!

7 YHWH preserves you from all evil, He preserves your soul.

Yawe akobatela yo na mabe nyonso, akobatela bomoi na yo;

8 YHWH preserves your going out and your coming in, From now on—even for all time!

Yawe akobatela kokende mpe kozonga na yo, sik’oyo mpe libela na libela.