Banzembo 65
1 Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Nzembo ya Davidi. Mpo na Yo Nzambe, bozangi makelele ezali lokumu, kati na Siona; mpe mpo na Yo, ndayi ekokokisama.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David—a song. Thine, are silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, —And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.
2 Yo oyo oyokaka mabondeli, bato nyonso bakoya epai na Yo.
Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
3 Kilo ya bambeba eleki makasi mpo na ngai; kasi Yo, olimbisaka masumu na biso.
Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
4 Esengo na moto oyo oponi mpe obulisi mpo ete avanda kati na lopango na Yo. Tokotonda na bolamu ya Ndako na Yo, Tempelo na Yo ya bule.
How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall abide in thy courts, —We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
5 Nzambe Mobikisi na biso, oyanolaka biso na bosembo, na nzela ya biloko ya somo; Ozali elikya ya mokili mobimba mpe ya bibale minene.
By things reverend in righteousness, wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the sea far away;
6 Alendisaka bangomba, na nguya na Ye; atondi na mpiko.
Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
7 Akitisaka makelele ya bibale minene, makelele ya bambonge na yango mpe makelele ya bikolo.
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
8 Bato oyo bavandaka na basuka ya mokili babangaka tango bamonaka bikamwa na Yo; osalaka ete este mpe weste eganga na esengo.
Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.
9 Opambolaka mabele, ofulukisaka yango, otondisaka yango na bozwi. Otondisaka moluka ya Nzambe na mayi, obongiselaka bato ble, pamba te otondisaka mayi mpo na yango.
Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it—The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:
10 Olekisaka mayi kati na mikala, okweyisaka mipiku ya mabele, osopelaka mabele mayi mpe opambolaka milona.
The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
11 Opambolaka mobu na bolamu na Yo, mpe banzela mike oyo olekelaka ebotaka ebele.
Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
12 Bilanga ya esobe etondaka na bilei, mpe bangomba mike etondaka na esengo.
Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
13 Bilanga etondaka na bameme mpe bantaba; mabwaku etondaka na ble, egangaka na esengo mpe eyembaka.
Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
