Salme 129

1 De trængte mig haardt fra min Ungdom af — saa sige Israel! —

Many a time they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say,

2 de trængte mig haardt fra min Ungdom af; dog kunde de ikke overvælde mig.

Many a time they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

3 Plovmændene pløjede paa min Ryg, de droge deres Furer lange.

The plowers plowed upon my back. They made long their furrows.

4 Herren er retfærdig, han overhuggede de ugudeliges Reb.

Jehovah is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

5 De skulle beskæmmes og vige tilbage, alle de, som hade Zion.

Let them be put to shame and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

6 De skulle blive som Græs paa Tagene, som tørres, førend nogen oprykker det;

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

7 af hvilket Høstmanden ikke fylder sin Haand, ej heller den, som binder Neg, sin Arm.

with which the reaper fills not his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

8 Og de, som gaa forbi, sige ikke: Herrens Velsignelse være over eder! Vi velsigne eder i Herrens Navn.

Neither do those who go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you. We bless you in the name of Jehovah.