Psalms 42
1 For the chief musician. A maschil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants after streams of water, so I thirst for you, 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 I thirst for God, for the living God, when will I come and appear before 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 tears have been my food day and night, while my enemies are always saying to me, “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 things I call to mind as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them to the house of God with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude celebrating a festival.
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 are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation.
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 God, my soul is bowed down within me, therefore I call you to mind from the land of the Jordan, from the three peaks of Mount Hermon, and from the hill of 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 calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves and your billows have gone over me.
Mozindo ebendaka mozindo tango bambonge na Yo nyonso etombokaka; Ezala ya mike to ya minene, elekaka likolo na ngai.
8 Yet Yahweh will command his covenant faithfulness in the daytime; in the night his song will be 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 will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the 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 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries rebuke me, while they always say to me, “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 are you bowed down, my soul? Why are you upset within me? Hope in God, for again I will praise him who is my salvation 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.
