Psalms 144
1 [By David.] Blessed be Jehovah, my Rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:
Nzembo ya Davidi. Tika ete Yawe, Libanga na ngai, apambolama; Ye oyo akembisaka maboko mpe makofi na ngai mpo na bitumba!
2 my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues peoples under me.
Azali bolingo na ngai mpe ndako na ngai ya makasi, ebombamelo mpe mokangoli na ngai, nguba mpe ekimelo na ngai; Ye nde atiaka bato na ngai na se ya bokonzi na ngai.
3 Jehovah, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
Oh Yawe, moto nde nani mpo ete obatelaka ye? Moto nde nani mpo ete okanisaka ye?
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
Moto azali lokola mopepe, mikolo ya bomoi na ye ezali lokola elili oyo ezali koleka.
5 Part your heavens, Jehovah, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
Yawe, fungola likolo mpe kita awa na mabele! Yaka kosimba bangomba mpe sala ete ebimisa milinga!
6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
Tinda mikalikali mpe panza banguna na ngai; bwakela bango makonga na Yo mpe bungisa bango nzela.
7 Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
Tanda loboko na Yo wuta kuna na likolo mpo na kobikisa mpe kokangola ngai na mayi minene, na maboko ya bapaya
8 whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
oyo minoko na bango elobaka kaka lokuta mpe maboko na bango elapaka ndayi ya lokuta.
9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
Oh Nzambe, nakoyembela Yo nzembo ya sika, nakobetela Yo lindanda ya basinga zomi.
10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
Ezali Yo, Nzambe, nde opesaka bakonzi elonga, obikisaka Davidi, mosali na Yo, liboso ya mopanga oyo ebomaka.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Bikisa mpe kangola ngai na maboko ya bapaya oyo minoko na bango elobaka kaka lokuta mpe maboko na bango elapaka ndayi ya lokuta.
12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
Bana mibali na biso bazali lokola milona, bazali kokola malamu wuta na bomwana na bango; bana basi na biso bazali lokola bililingi kitoko oyo batoboli na bamir ya ndako ya mokonzi.
13 Our storehouses are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
Bibombelo na biso etondi na biloko ya ndenge na ndenge; bameme na biso ezali kobotana na minkoko, na bankoto zomi kati na bitonga na biso;
14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
bangombe na biso ezali minene; likama ezali te, zemi ezali kosopana te, mpe koganga moko te ya pasi ezali koyokana na bisika na biso.
15 Blessed are the people who are in such a situation. Blessed are the people whose God is Jehovah.
Esengo na bato oyo batondisami na bolamu ya boye! Esengo na bato oyo Yawe azali Nzambe na bango!
