Psalms 35
1 David’s. Contend, O Yahweh, with them who contend with me, Make war upon them who make war upon me.
Nzembo ya Davidi. Yawe, kota likambo na ngai liboso ya bayini na ngai; bundisa bato oyo bazali kobundisa ngai.
2 Grasp buckler and shield, and arise in my help;
Kamata nguba ya moke mpe ya monene, mpe telema mpo na kosunga ngai.
3 Then draw the spear, and close up against my pursuers, Say to my soul, Thy salvation, I am!
Tombola likonga ya monene mpe ya moke mpo na kobundisa bato oyo bazali kolanda ngai. Loba na ngai: « Nazali lobiko na Yo. »
4 Let them be ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life, —Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my hurt:
Tika ete bato oyo bazali komeka bomoi na ngai basambwa mpe bayoka soni; tika ete bato oyo bazali kokana kosala ngai mabe bazonga sima mpe bakoma mawa-mawa!
5 Let them be as chaff before the wind, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pressing them on:
Tika ete bakoma lokola matiti ya kokawuka oyo mopepe ezali kopumbwisa, tango anjelu ya Yawe akotindika bango;
6 Let their way become dark and slippery, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pursuing them.
tika ete nzela na bango ekoma molili mpe moselu tango anjelu ya Yawe akobengana bango.
7 For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net, —Without cause, have they digged [a pit] for my life.
Mpo ete, na kozanga tina, mpo na kokanga ngai, batielaki ngai mitambo mpe batimolaki mabulu,
8 There shall reach him a ruin he could not know, —Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!
tika ete libebi ekweyela bango na mbalakata, bakangama bango moko na mitambo oyo batielaki ngai mpe bakweya kati na mabulu yango!
9 But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh, —shall be glad in his salvation.
Nakotonda na esengo kati na Yawe mpe nakosepela kati na lobiko na Ye.
10 All my bones, shall say—O Yahweh, who is like unto thee? Rescuing the oppressed from one stronger than he, Yea the oppressed and the needy, from their spoiler.
Mikuwa na ngai nyonso ekoloba: « Oh Yawe, nani akoki kokangola, lokola Yo, mobola wuta na maboko ya moto oyo aleki ye na makasi, mobola mpe mokeleli wuta na maboko ya banyokoli na bango? »
11 There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me:
Batatoli oyo bamipesa na kanza batelemi, bazali kopesa ngai mituna na tina na makambo oyo nayebi te.
12 They repay me evil for good, Bereaving my soul.
Bazali kozongisela ngai mabe mpo na bolamu oyo nasalaki, mpe kosundola ngai lokola monyokolami.
13 But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return:
Nzokande tango bango babelaki, ngai nalataki saki, namikitisaki na kokila bilei, nazalaki kobondela mpo na bango.
14 Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.
Nazalaki kotambola na mawa lokola mpo na moninga to mpo na ndeko; nazalaki kokitisa moto na se mpo na mawa lokola moto oyo azali kolela mama na ye.
15 But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, —There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent;
Kasi awa ngai nakomi na pasi, bango bazali kosepela mpe kosangana; wana ngai nayebi te, bango bazali kosangana mpo na kotonga ngai, bazali kolemba te kofinga ngai.
16 Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
Lokola bapagano, bazali koseka ngai, bazali kolia minu na tina na ngai.
17 My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.
Yawe, kino tango nini okotala kaka boye? Kangola ngai wuta na misala na bango ya mabe, bomoi na ngai wuta na manzaka ya bankosi oyo.
18 I will thank thee, in the midst of a great convocation, —In the midst of a mighty people, will I praise thee.
Nakokumisa Yo kati na mayangani monene, nakosanzola Yo kati na ebele ya bato.
19 Let not them who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!
Tika ete banguna na ngai basepela te na tina na ngai; tika ete bayini na ngai na kozanga tina bakanga miso te.
20 For, no salvation, will they utter, —But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;
Pamba te balobaka te maloba ya kimia, kasi babongisaka lokuta mpo na kokosela bato ya kimia makambo kati na mboka.
21 Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!
Balobaka na mongongo makasi: « Eh! Eh! Tomonaki ye! »
22 Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:
Yawe, omoni nyonso wana; kovanda nye te! Nkolo, kozala mosika na ngai te!
23 Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord!—to my plea:
Lamuka mpe telema mpo na kolongisa ngai! Nzambe na ngai mpe Nkolo na ngai, kota likambo na ngai.
24 Vindicate me according to thy righteousness, O Yahweh, my God! And let them not rejoice over me:
Yawe, Nzambe na ngai, longisa ngai na bosembo na Yo; kotika bango te kosepela na tina na ngai.
25 Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!
Tika ete bamilobela te: « Ah! Tala makambo oyo tozalaki koluka! » Tika ete baloba te: « Tolie ye. »
26 Let them turn pale, and then at once blush, who are rejoicing at my misfortune, —Let them be clothed with shame and confusion, who are magnifying themselves against me.
Tika ete bato nyonso oyo basepelaka na pasi na ngai, bango nyonso lisanga, bayoka soni mpe basambwa! Tika ete bato oyo batombokelaka ngai balata soni mpe bazala kati na yikiyiki!
27 Let them shout in triumph and rejoice, who are desiring my justification; And let them say continually, Yahweh be magnified, Who hath taken pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
Tika ete bato oyo basepelaka na bosembo na ngai baganga na esengo mpe basepela; tika ete balobaka tango nyonso: « Tika ete Yawe anetolama, Ye oyo asepelaka na kimia ya mowumbu na Ye! »
28 Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness, —All the day long, —thy praise!
Nakosakola bosembo na Yo, nakokumisa Yo mikolo nyonso.
