Psalms 129

1 A song of ascents. Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth— let Israel now declare—

Y Cantan Quinajulo. MEGAE na tiempo nae manapiniteyo desde y pinatgonjo: polo ya ualog Israel pago:

2 many a time they have persecuted me from my youth, but they have not prevailed against me.

Megae na tiempo nae manapiniteyo desde y pinatgonjo: lao trabia ti mangana ni y ninasiñañija contra guajo.

3 The plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.

Y manmanalado jaalado gui jilo y tatalojo: janafananaco y sutcoñija.

4 The LORD is righteous; He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.

Si Jeova tunaegüe: güiya umutut y cuetdas y manaelaye.

5 May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.

Polo ya ufanmamajlao todo ayo y bumira sija tate, todo sija y chumatlie Sion.

6 May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,

Polo ya ufantaegüije y chaguan gui jilo guma, ni y anglo antes di udoco:

7 unable to fill the hands of the reaper, or the arms of the binder of sheaves.

Ya chaña y manuutut chaguan munabubula y canaeña, ni y pechonña y manmanonojo.

8 May none who pass by say to them, “The blessing of the LORD be on you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.”

Ni ujaalog ayo sija y manmalolofan, Y bendision Jeova usaga gui jilomo; jame bumendise jao pot y naan Jeova.