Psalms 129

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

Tan iyo yaraantaydii marar badan bay i dhibeen, Reer binu Israa'iil hadda ha yidhaahdeen,

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

Tan iyo yaraantaydii marar badan bay i dhibeen, Laakiinse igama ay adkaan.

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

Kuwa beerta jeexa ayaa dhabarkayga jeexay, Oo jeexjeexoodiina way dheereeyeen.

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

Rabbigu waa xaq, Oo isagu wuxuu kala gooyay xadhkihii kuwa sharka leh.

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

Inta Siyoon neceb oo dhammu, Ha ceeboobeen oo dib ha u noqdeen.

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

Ha noqdeen sida cawska guryaha korkooda ka baxa Oo engega intaanu korin,

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

Oo aan beergooyuhu gacantiisa ka buuxin, Kan xidhmooyinka xidhaana aanu laabtiisa ka buuxin.

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.”

Oo kuwa ag maraana ma yidhaahdaan, Barakadii Rabbigu korkiinna ha ahaato. Waxaan idiinku ducaynaynaa magaca Rabbiga.