Psalms 129

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

Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Wuta bolenge na ngai, banyokoli ngai bambala ebele. Tika ete Isalaele ezongela koloba:

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

« Wuta bolenge na ngai, banyokoli ngai bambala ebele, kasi batikali kolonga ngai te! »

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

Bato mabe batimoli mokongo na ngai, bazokisi ngai bapota ya banzela milayi na mokongo.

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

Kasi lokola Yawe azali sembo, akati basinga ya bato mabe.

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

Tika ete bato nyonso oyo bayinaka Siona bakufa soni mpe bazonga sima!

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

Tika ete bakoma lokola matiti oyo ebotaka na likolo ya ndako mpe ekawukaka liboso ete balongola yango;

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

tika ete mobuki bambuma ya bilanga atondisa na yango te maboko na ye, tika ete mokangi maboke ya banzete atondisa na yango te saki na ye.

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.”

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