< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise ye the Lord, because psalm is good: to our God be joyful and comely praise.
Bokumisa Yawe! Tala ndenge ezali malamu kosanzola Nzambe na biso, mpe ndenge ezali kitoko kokumisa Ye!
2 The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
Yawe azali kotonga lisusu Yelusalemi epai wapi akosangisa bato ya Isalaele oyo bakenda na bowumbu.
3 Who healeth the broken of heart, and bindeth up their bruises.
Abikisaka bato oyo batutami na mitema mpe akawusaka bapota na bango.
4 Who telleth the number of the stars: and calleth them all by their names.
Ayebi motango ya minzoto mpe abengaka moko na moko na kombo na yango.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: and of his wisdom there is no number.
Nkolo na biso azali monene mpe atonda na nguya; mayele na Ye ezali na mondelo te.
6 The Lord lifteth up the meek, and bringeth the wicked down even to the ground.
Yawe asungaka babola, kasi akitisaka bato mabe kino na mabele.
7 Sing ye to the Lord with praise: sing to our God upon the harp.
Boyembela Yawe nzembo ya matondi! Bobetela Nzambe na biso lindanda mpo na kosanzola Ye!
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth. Who maketh grass to grow on the mountains, and herbs for the service of men.
Azipaka likolo na mapata, abongisaka mvula mpo na mokili mpe abotisaka matiti na bangomba.
9 Who giveth to beasts their food: and to the young ravens that call upon him.
Apesaka bilei epai ya bibwele mpe epai ya bana ya yanganga oyo ezali koganga mpo na nzala.
10 He shall not delight in the strength of the horse: nor take pleasure in the legs of a man.
Asepelaka na makasi ya mpunda te mpe alingaka te nguya ya moto;
11 The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him: and in them that hope in his mercy.
kasi Yawe asepelaka na bato oyo batosaka Ye, ba-oyo batielaka bolingo na Ye motema.
12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion.
Yelusalemi, pesa nkembo na Yawe! Siona, kumisa Nzambe na yo!
13 Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee.
Alendisaka bikangelo ya bikuke na yo mpe apambolaka bana na yo epai na yo.
14 Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.
Atiaka kimia na etuka na yo mpe atondisaka yo na farine.
15 Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly.
Atindaka mitindo na Ye na mokili, mpe maloba na Ye epanzanaka mbala moko!
16 Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.
Anokisaka mvula ya pembe lokola bapwale ya meme mpe apanzaka mvula ya mabanga lokola putulu;
17 He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?
akweyisaka mabanga ya mvula yango lokola mabanga ya mike-mike; nani akoki kotelema na malili na yango?
18 He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.
Soki kaka atindi liloba, malili ekomaka kosila moke-moke; mpe soki atindi mopepe, mayi ekomaka kotiola.
19 Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.
Asakolaki liloba na Ye epai ya Jakobi, mibeko mpe malako na Ye epai ya Isalaele.
20 He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.
Asalaki bongo na ekolo ata moko te; boye eyebaka mpe mibeko na Ye te. Bokumisa Yawe!

< Psalms 147 >