Abakuki 3
1 Libondeli ya Mosakoli Abakuki, na tina na lolenge ya banzembo ya mawa.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, [set] on shigionoth:
2 Oh Yawe, nayokaki sango ya Kombo na Yo! Yawe, nabangaki misala na Yo. Sala yango lisusu na tango na biso! Sala ete eyebana lisusu na tango na biso! Kasi ata soki otomboki ndenge nini, kobosanaka te mawa na Yo mpo na biso.
O YHWH, I heard your report, I have been afraid, O YHWH, Your work! In midst of years revive it, In the midst of years You make known, In anger You remember mercy.
3 Nzambe abimelaki na engumba Temani, Mosantu abimelaki na ngomba Parani. Nkembo na Ye ezipaki likolo, mpe lokumu na Ye etondisaki mabele.
God comes from Teman, The Holy One from Mount Paran. (Pause) His splendor has covered the heavens, And His praise has filled the earth.
4 Azalaki kongenga lokola moyi, mpe pole makasi ezalaki kobimela na loboko na Ye, epai wapi nguya na Ye ebombamaka.
And the brightness is as the light, He has rays out of His hand, And there—the hiding of His strength.
5 Bokono oyo ebomaka ezalaki kotambola liboso na Ye, mpe pasi makasi ezalaki kolanda matambe na Ye na sima.
Before Him goes pestilence, And a burning flame goes forth at His feet.
6 Tango atelemaki, mabele ekomaki koningana makasi; tango abalolaki elongi na Ye mpo na kotala, bato ya bikolo bakomaki kolenga, bangomba milayi oyo ya kala-kala ebukanaki, mpe bangomba mikuse oyo ya kala-kala ekitaki; kasi banzela na Ye ewumelaka seko na seko.
He has stood, and He measures earth, He has seen, and He shakes off nations, And mountains of antiquity scatter themselves, The hills of old have bowed, The ways of old [are] His.
7 Namonaki bandako ya kapo ya Kushani kati na pasi, mpe bandako ya mokili ya Madiani kati na mitungisi.
Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
8 Oh Yawe, otombokelaki nde bibale? Osopelaki nde miluka kanda na Yo? Osilikelaki nde ebale monene tango ozalaki kotambola likolo ya bampunda, likolo ya bashar na Yo ya lokumu?
Has YHWH been angry against rivers? Against rivers [is] Your anger? [Is] Your wrath against the sea? For You ride on Your horses—Your chariots of salvation.
9 Obimisaki tolotolo na Yo na ebombelo na yango, maloba ya bandayi oyo olapaki ezalaki makonga na Yo. Ozindisaki mokili kati na bibale.
You make Your bow utterly naked, The tribes have sworn, saying, (Pause) You cleave the earth [with] rivers.
10 Soki bangomba emoni Yo, elengaka; mayi etiolaka makasi, ebale monene etombokaka mpe bambonge na yango emataka kino na likolo.
Seen You—pained are mountains, An inundation of waters has passed over, The deep has given forth its voice, It has lifted up its hands high.
11 Tango makonga ya mike etambolaka lokola mikalikali mpe makonga ebetaka lokola bakake, moyi mpe sanza etelemaka kuna na likolo.
Sun—moon—has stood—a habitation, Your arrows go on at the light, At the brightness, the glittering of Your spear.
12 Na kanda, otambolaka na mabele; mpe na kanda makasi na Yo, onyataka bikolo.
In indignation You tread earth, In anger You thresh nations.
13 Obimaka mpo na kokangola bato na Yo mpe mpo na kobikisa mopakolami na Yo. Obomaki mokambi ya mokili ya bato mabe, osambwisaki ye kobanda na moto kino na makolo.
You have gone forth for the salvation of Your people, For salvation with Your Anointed, You have struck the head of the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation to the neck. (Pause)
14 Otobolaki ye moto na nzela ya likonga na ye moko, tango basoda na ye bazalaki koya na elulu lokola mopepe mpo na kopanza biso. Bazalaki kosepela na elikya ete bakoboma biso na nkuku.
You have pierced the head of his leaders with his own rods, They are tempestuous to scatter me, Their exultation [is] as to consume the poor in secret.
15 Otambolaka na ebale elongo na bampunda na Yo; boye oningisaka mayi minene.
You have proceeded through the sea with Your horses—the clay of many waters.
16 Tango nayokaki sango oyo, motema na ngai ekomaki kobeta makasi, bibebu na ngai ekomaki kolenga, mikuwa na ngai ekomaki kopola mpe makolo na ngai ekomaki kolenga. Kasi nakokanga motema na ngai mpo na kozela mokolo ya pasi oyo ekokomela ekolo oyo ebundisaki biso.
I have heard, and my belly trembles, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness comes into my bones, And in my place I tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcomes it.
17 Nzokande, nzete ya figi ebimisi fololo te, nzete ya vino eboti mbuma te, nzete ya olive eboti mbuma te, bilanga ebimisi bilei te, bameme mpe bantaba ezali te kati na lopango, mpe bangombe ezali te kati na lopango.
Though the fig tree does not flourish, And there is no produce among vines, The work of the olive has failed, And fields have not yielded food, The flock has been cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls,
18 Kasi ngai nakosepela kati na Yawe mpe nakotondisama na esengo mingi kati na Nzambe, Mobikisi na ngai.
Yet I, in YHWH I exult, I am joyful in the God of my salvation.
19 Nkolo Yawe azali makasi na ngai: akomisaka makolo na ngai lokola makolo ya mboloko, apesaka ngai makasi ya komata kino na likolo ya bangomba.
YHWH the Lord [is] my strength, And He makes my feet like does, And causes me to tread on my high-places. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!
