Psalms 129

1 A Song of the going up. Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say);

Mnogo mi dosaðivaše od mladosti moje, neka reèe Izrailj,

2 Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.

Mnogo mi dosaðivaše od mladosti moje, ali me ne svladaše.

3 The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.

Na leðima mojim oraše oraèi, i vodiše duge brazde svoje.

4 The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.

Gospod je pravedan; isijeèe konopce bezbožnièke.

5 Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.

Postidjeæe se, odbiæe se svi koji nenavide Sion.

6 Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.

Biæe kao trava na krovovima, koja se sasušuje prije nego se poèupa,

7 He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.

Od koje neæe žetelac napuniti ruke svoje, niti naruèja svojega vezilac;

8 And those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be on you; we give you blessing in the name of the Lord.

I koji prolaze neæe reæi: “Blagoslov Gospodnji na vama! blagosiljamo vas imenom Gospodnjim.”