Salme 129

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

A Song of Ascents. Many a time have they 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 have they 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 hath cut asunder 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 they that 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 withereth before it groweth up;

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

Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom:

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

Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; We bless you in the name of Jehovah.