Psalms 129

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

Pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, naj sedaj reče Izrael,

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

pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, vendar niso prevladali zoper mene.

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

Orači so orali na mojem hrbtu; svoje brazde so naredili dolge.

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

Gospod je pravičen; razsekal je vrvi zlobnih.

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

Naj bodo zbegani in obrnjeni nazaj vsi, ki sovražijo Sion.

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

Naj bodo kakor trava na hišnih strehah, ki ovene preden zraste,

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

s čimer kosec ne napolni svoje roke niti kdor veže snope svojega naročja.

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.”

[Naj] niti tisti, ki gredo mimo, ne rečejo: »Nad vami naj bo Gospodov blagoslov. Blagoslavljamo vas v Gospodovem imenu.«