Psalms 129

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

Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Isirayiri ayogere nti, “Bambonyaabonyezza nnyo okuva mu buvubuka bwange.”

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

Ddala bambonyaabonyezza nnyo okuva mu buvubuka bwange; naye tebampangudde.

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

Newaakubadde ng’omugongo gwange gujjudde enkovu olw’embooko ze bankubye era ne gulabika nga kwe bayisizza ekyuma ekirima,

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

kyokka Mukama mutuukirivu; amenyeemenye enjegere z’abakola ebibi.

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

Abo bonna abakyawa Sayuuni bagobebwe era bazzibweyo emabega nga baswadde.

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

Babeere ng’omuddo ogumera waggulu ku nnyumba, oguwotoka nga tegunnakula.

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

Omukunguzi tagufaako, n’oyo asiba ebinywa agunyooma.

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.”

Wadde abayitawo baleme kwogera nti, “Omukisa gwa Mukama gube ku mmwe. Tubasabidde omukisa mu linnya lya Mukama.”