Psalms 40
1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. A Melody. I waited patiently for Yahweh, —And he inclined, unto me, and heard my cry for help;
Nzembo ya Davidi. Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Natiaki elikya na ngai kati na Yawe; abalukaki epai na ngai mpe ayokaki koganga na ngai.
2 So he brought me up, Out of the destroying pit, Out of the swampy mire, —And set, upon a cliff, my feet, Making firm my steps:
Abimisaki ngai na libulu ya mozindo, kati na potopoto; atelemisaki ngai na likolo ya libanga mpe alendisaki makolo na ngai.
3 Then put he, into my mouth, a new song, Praise to our God, —Many shall see and revere, And shall trust in Yahweh.
Atiaka nzembo ya sika kati na monoko na ngai, nzembo ya masanzoli mpo na Nzambe na biso. Bato ebele bakomona, bakobanga mpe bakotiela Yawe motema.
4 How happy the man, Who hath made Yahweh his confidence, who hath not turned unto the haughty, nor gone aside unto falsehood.
Esengo na moto oyo atiaka elikya kati na Yawe, kasi atalelaka te bato ya lolendo mpe bakosi.
5 Mighty things, hast thou done—Thou, Yahweh my God, Thy wonderful doings and thy purposes towards us, There is no setting them in order unto thee—I would tell, and would speak!—They are too great to rehearse.
Yawe, Nzambe na ngai, bikamwa mpe mabongisi oyo osalaka mpo na biso ezali ebele penza. Moko te akokani na Yo; nalingi kotatola mpe kopanza sango na yango, kasi motango na yango eleki ebele.
6 Sacrifice and meal-offering, thou didst not delight in, Ears, didst thou pierce for me, —Ascending-sacrifice and sin-bearer, thou didst not ask:
Osepelaki te na bambeka mpe na makabo, kasi ofungolaki matoyi na ngai; osengaki te makabo ya kotumba mpe bambeka mpo masumu.
7 Then, said I—Lo! I am come, In the written scroll, is it prescribed for me;
Bongo nalobaki: « Ngai oyo, nayei epai na Yo kolanda ndenge ekomami na tina na ngai kati na buku.
8 To do thy good-pleasure, O my God, is my delight, And, thy law, is in the midst of mine inward parts:
Nzambe na ngai, nasepelaka kosala mokano na Yo, Mobeko na Yo ezali kati na motema na ngai. »
9 I have told the good-tidings of righteousness in a great convocation, Lo! my lips, do I not restrain, O Yahweh, thou, knowest:
Nasakolaka bosembo na Yo kati na mayangani, nakokanga monoko na ngai te; Yawe, oyebi yango!
10 Thy righteousness, have I not hid in the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and thy salvation, have I spoken, I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness from the great convocation.
Nabombaka bosembo na Yo te kati na motema na ngai, natatolaka boyengebene mpe lobiko na Yo kati na mayangani, nakobomba yango ata moke te.
11 Thou, O Yahweh, wilt not restrain thy compassions from me, Thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness, shall continually watch over me.
Yawe, kopimela ngai mawa na Yo te; kasi sala ete bolingo mpe bosolo na Yo ebatelaka ngai tango nyonso.
12 For there have closed in upon me, misfortunes beyond number, Mine iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see, They have become more than the hairs of my head, And, my courage, hath forsaken me!
Pamba te makambo ebele ya pasi ezingeli ngai, mabunga na ngai ekomi konyokola ngai, mpe nazali kokoka lisusu te kotala yango; ezali ebele koleka suki ya moto na ngai, mpe motema na ngai elembi kati na ngai.
13 Be pleased, O Yahweh, to rescue me, O Yahweh! to help me, make haste!
Yawe, nabondeli Yo, kangola ngai; Yawe, yaka noki kosunga ngai.
14 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, who are seeking my life to snatch it away, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, who are taking pleasure in my calamity;
Tika ete bato oyo balukaka kufa na ngai bakufa soni mpe basambwa! Tika ete bato oyo bazelaka libebi na ngai bazonga sima mpe babungisa lokumu na bango!
15 Let them be astonished on account of their own shame, who are saying of me, Aha! Aha!
Tika ete ba-oyo balobaka na ngai: « Ah! Ah! » bayoka somo mpe bakufa soni!
16 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, who are seekers of thee. Let them say continually—Yahweh be magnified! who are lovers of thy salvation.
Kasi tika ete bato nyonso oyo balukaka Yo batonda na esengo mpe basepela kati na Yo! Tika ete ba-oyo balingaka lobiko na Yo balobaka tango nyonso: « Yawe azali monene! »
17 But, I, being oppressed and needy, May My Lord devise for me, —My help and my deliverer, thou art! O my God, do not tarry!
Solo, nazali mobola mpe moto akelela, kasi tika ete Nkolo asunga mpe akangola ngai. Nzambe na ngai, kowumela te!
