Psalms 41
1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed [is] he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in the time of trouble.
Nzembo ya Davidi. Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Esengo na moto oyo akanisaka mobola! Yawe akokangola ye na tango ya pasi.
2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; [and] he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him to the will of his enemies.
Yawe akokengela ye mpe akobatela bomoi na ye, akokomisa ye moto ya esengo kati na mokili mpe akokaba ye te na maboko ya banguna na ye.
3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
Yawe akosunga ye na mbeto na ye soki abeli mpe akobikisa ye na bokono na ye nyonso.
4 I said, LORD, be merciful to me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
Nalobaki: « Oh Yawe, yokela ngai mawa; bikisa ngai na bokono, pamba te nasalaki masumu epai na Yo. »
5 My enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
Banguna na ngai balobaka mabe na tina na ngai: « Akokufa mokolo nini mpo ete kombo na ye etangama lisusu te? »
6 And if he cometh to see [me], he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; [when] he goeth abroad, he telleth [it].
Kati na bango, moto nyonso oyo ayaka kotala ngai alobaka kaka lokuta mpo na kobebisa lokumu na ngai, akangisaka kati na ye makambo ya lokuta mpe, soki kaka abimi libanda, apanzaka yango na matongi.
7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
Banguna na ngai basanganaka kaka mpo na kotonga ngai mpe kokanisa mpo na libebi na ngai.
8 An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast to him: and [now] that he lieth he shall rise no more.
Balobaka: « Pasi moko ya somo penza ekangi ye, ebwaki ye na mbeto mpe azali kokoka lisusu kotelema te. »
9 Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, hath lifted up [his] heel against me.
Ezala molingami na ngai ya kimia, oyo nazalaki kotiela motema mpe azalaki kolia sani moko elongo na ngai, abalukeli ngai.
10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Kasi Yo, Yawe, yokela ngai mawa mpe telemisa ngai mpo ete nazongisela bango mabe na mabe.
11 By this I know that thou favorest me, because my enemy doth not triumph over me.
Nakoyeba ete osepelaka na ngai soki kaka monguna na ngai agangi te na tina na ngai.
12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in my integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
Mpo ete nazangi pamela, okosunga ngai mpe okovandisa ngai na makolo na Yo mpo na libela.
13 Blessed [be] the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and amen.
Tika ete Yawe, Nzambe ya Isalaele, akumisama libela na libela!
