Psalms 138

1 `To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

Nzembo ya Davidi. Nasanzolaka Yo na motema na ngai mobimba; nayembelaka Yo banzembo liboso ya banzambe.

2 Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

Nagumbamaka na kotala na ngambo ya Tempelo na Yo ya Bule mpe nasanzolaka Kombo na Yo mpo na bolingo mpe boyengebene na Yo, pamba te osalaki ete Kombo na Yo ekende sango na nzela ya kokokisama ya bilaka na Yo.

3 In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

Na mokolo oyo nabelelaki Yo, oyanolaki ngai, otondisaki ngai na mpiko mpe na makasi.

4 Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

Yawe, bakonzi nyonso ya mabele bakokumisa Yo tango bakoyoka maloba kobima na monoko na Yo;

5 And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

bakoyemba na tina na banzela ya Yawe, pamba te nkembo na Yawe ezali monene.

6 For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

Atako Yawe atombwama, atalaka bato oyo bamikitisa mpe amonaka na mosika bato ya lolendo.

7 If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

Tango pasi ekweyelaka ngai, obatelaka bomoi na ngai, osembolaka loboko na Yo mpo na kotelemela kanda ya banguna na ngai; mpe loboko na Yo ya mobali ebikisaka ngai.

8 The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.

Yawe akokisaka makambo nyonso mpo na bolamu na ngai. Yawe, bolingo na Yo ewumelaka seko na seko! Kosundola te bato oyo osala na maboko na Yo!