Salme 129

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

Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.

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

Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

3 Plovmænd pløjed min Ryg, trak lange Furer;

The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

4 retfærdig er HERREN, han overskar de gudløses Reb.

The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

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

Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.

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

Let them be as grass on the tops of houses: which withered before it be plucked up:

7 og ikke fylder Høstkarlens Hånd og Opbinderens Favn;

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.

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

And they that have passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.