Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say,

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. “Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, ma Israel nka.

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up: Yet they have not prevailed against me.

“Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, nanso wɔntumi nnii me so nkonim.

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

Fentemfoɔ afentem mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkofie atentene.

4 Jehovah is righteous: He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Nanso Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; Watwitwa amumuyɛfoɔ nhoma afiri me ho.”

5 Let them be put to shame and turned backward, All they that hate Zion.

Ma wɔn a wɔtan Sion nyinaa mfa animguaseɛ nsane wɔn akyi.

6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth before it groweth up;

Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ɛserɛ a ɛwɔ ɔdan atifi, ɛnnyini na ahye;

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

Ɛremma otwafoɔ nya biribi wɔ ne nsam, na deɛ ɔboaboa ano nso renya hwee nʼabasa so.

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

Mma wɔn a wɔtwam hɔ nnka sɛ, “Awurade nhyira mmra mo so; yɛhyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”