Psalms 125

1 `The song of greces. Thei that tristen in the Lord ben as the hil of Syon; he schal not be moued with outen ende,

Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Ndako ya Yawe. Bato oyo batiaka elikya kati na Yawe bazali lokola ngomba Siona oyo eninganaka te, oyo epikama mpo na libela.

2 that dwellith in Jerusalem. Hillis ben in the cumpas of it, and the Lord is in the cumpas of his puple; fro this tyme now and in to the world.

Ndenge bangomba ezingeli Yelusalemi, ndenge wana mpe Yawe azingeli bato na Ye, kobanda sik’oyo kino libela na libela.

3 For the Lord schal not leeue the yerde of synneris on the part of iust men; that iust men holde not forth her hondis to wickidnesse.

Bokonzi ya mabe ekowumela te na etuka ya bato ya sembo, mpo ete basangana te na mabe.

4 Lord, do thou wel; to good men, and of riytful herte.

Yawe, zala malamu mpo na bato malamu mpe mpo na bato oyo bazali alima na mitema!

5 But the Lord schal lede them that bowen in to obligaciouns, with hem that worchen wickidnesse; pees be on Israel.

Kasi tika ete Yawe abengana bato ya kilikili elongo na bato ya misala mabe! Tika ete kimia ezala na Isalaele!