Psalms 129

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

He waiata; he pikitanga. He ki tenei ma Iharaira, Ka maha a ratou tukinotanga i ahau o toku tamarikitanga ake;

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

Ka maha a ratou tukinotanga i ahau o toku tamarikitanga ake; heoi kihai ahau i taea e ratou.

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

I parautia toku tuara e nga kaiparau; he roa a ratou parautanga.

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

He tika ta Ihowa: motu pu i a ia nga aho a te hunga kino.

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

Kia whakama, kia whakahokia ki muri, te hunga katoa e kino nei ki Hiona.

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

Kia rite ratou ki te tarutaru i nga tuanui, e memenge nei i te mea kiano i tupu ake.

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

E kore nei e ki te ringa o te kaikoti, te uma hoki o te kaipaihere.

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.”

E kore ano te hunga e haere ana i te taha e mea, Kia tau ki a koutou te manaaki a Ihowa: ko ta matou manaaki tenei ki a koutou i runga i te ingoa o Ihowa.