Psalms 129

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

Waƙar haurawa. Sun yi mini danniya ƙwarai tun ina ƙarami, bari Isra’ila yă ce,

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

sun yi mini danniya ƙwarai tun ina ƙarami, amma ba su yi nasara a kaina ba.

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

Manoma sun nome bayana suka yi kunyoyinsu da tsayi.

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

Amma Ubangiji mai adalci ne; ya’yantar da ni daga igiyoyin mugaye.

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

Bari dukan waɗanda suke ƙin Sihiyona a juye da su baya da kunya.

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

Bari su zama kamar ciyawa a kan rufi, wadda takan bushe kafin tă yi girma;

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

da ita mai girbi ba ya iya cika hannuwansa, balle wanda yake tarawa yă cika hannuwansa.

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.”

Kada masu wuce su ce, “Albarkar Ubangiji ta kasance a kanku; muna sa muku albarka a cikin sunan Ubangiji.”