Psalms 42
1 TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. As a deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants toward You, O God.
Nzembo ya bana ya Kore. Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Ndenge mbuli eyokaka posa ya komela mayi, ndenge wana mpe molimo na ngai ezali na posa na Yo, Nzambe.
2 My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
Molimo na ngai ezali na posa ya Nzambe, ya Nzambe na bomoi. Tango nini nakoki kokende, mpe tango nini nakoki kokutana na Nzambe?
3 My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Butu mpe moyi, mpinzoli na ngai ezalaka bilei na ngai; pamba te balobaka na ngai tango nyonso: « Nzambe na Yo azali wapi? »
4 These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the shelter, I go softly with them to the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping celebration!
Nazalaka na posa ya kokanisa makambo oyo, ndenge mpe nasopaka molimo na ngai: Tango nazalaki kotambola kati na ebele ya bato, nazalaki komema bango kino na Tempelo ya Nzambe, kati na koganga ya esengo mpe ya kozongisa matondi lokola makelele ya bato oyo bazali na feti.
5 Why bow yourself, O my soul? Indeed, are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him: The salvation of my countenance—my God!
Oh molimo na ngai, mpo na nini olembi boye? Mpo na nini ozali komitungisa makasi kati na ngai? Tia elikya na yo kati na Nzambe, pamba te nakokumisa lisusu lobiko na Ye.
6 My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount Mizar.
Nzambe, molimo na ngai elembi kati na ngai; yango wana nazali kokanisa Yo wuta na mokili ya Yordani, wuta na songe ya ngomba Erimoni mpe wuta na ngomba Mitseari.
7 Deep is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.
Mozindo ebendaka mozindo tango bambonge na Yo nyonso etombokaka; Ezala ya mike to ya minene, elekaka likolo na ngai.
8 By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
Na moyi, Yawe apesaka mitindo epai ya bolingo na Ye; na butu, nakumisaka Ye na banzembo mpe nasambelaka Nzambe ya bomoi na ngai.
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”
Nalobi na Nzambe, Libanga na ngai: « Mpo na nini obosani ngai? Mpo na nini nasengeli kotambola na mawa kati na motema mpe na se ya minyoko ya monguna? »
10 With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Nzoto na ngai ekomaka kosala pasi makasi tango bayini na ngai bafingaka ngai, tango balobaka na ngai mokolo mobimba: « Wapi Nzambe na yo? »
11 Why bow yourself, O my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
Molimo na ngai, mpo na nini olembi boye? Mpo na nini ozali komitungisa kati na ngai? Tia elikya na yo kati na Nzambe. Nakokumisa Ye lisusu, lobiko mpe Nzambe na ngai.
