< 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);
Множицею брашася со мною от юности моея, да речет убо Израиль:
2 Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.
множицею брашася со мною от юности моея, ибо не премогоша мя.
3 The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.
На хребте моем делаша грешницы, продолжиша беззаконие свое.
4 The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.
Господь праведен ссече выя грешников.
5 Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.
Да постыдятся и возвратятся вспять вси ненавидящии Сиона:
6 Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.
да будут яко трава на здех, яже прежде восторжения изсше:
7 He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.
еюже не исполни руки своея жняй, и недра своего рукояти собираяй:
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.
и не реша мимоходящии: благословение Господне на вы, благословихом вы во имя Господне.

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