Salme 129

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

A Canticle in steps. They have often fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

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

they have often fought against me from my youth, yet they could not prevail over me.

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

The sinners have made fabrications behind my back. They have prolonged their iniquity.

4 Herren er retfærdig, han overhuggede de ugudeliges Reb.

The just Lord will cut the necks of sinners.

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

Let all those who hate Zion be confounded and turned backwards.

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

Let them be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can be pulled up:

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

with it, he who reaps does not fill his hand and he who gathers sheaves does not fill his bosom.

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

And those who were passing by have not said to them: “The blessing of the Lord be upon you. We have blessed you in the name of the Lord.”