Salme 129

1 (Sang til Festrejserne.) De trængte mig hårdt fra min ungdom - så siger Israel

A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

2 de trængte mig hårdt fra min Ungdom, men kued mig ikke.

Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

3 Plovmænd pløjed min Ryg, trak lange Furer;

The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

4 retfærdig er HERREN, han overskar de gudløses Reb.

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

5 Alle, som hader Zion, skal vige med Skam,

Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

6 blive som Græs på Tage, der visner, førend det skyder Strå,

Let them be as the grass of the house-tops, which withers before it is plucked up.

7 og ikke fylder Høstkarlens Hånd og Opbinderens Favn;

Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

8 Folk, som går forbi, siger ikke: "HERRENs Velsignelse over eder! Vi velsigner eder i HERRENs Navn!"

Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.