Psalms 129

1 A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

IJRAEL en inda: Re katoutou ia melel jan ni ai tikitik lel met pak toto.

2 Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

Pan pak toto re katoutou ia melel jan ni ai tikitik lel met; ari jo, re jota kak kaloe ia di.

3 The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

Men japajap weirada pon tinjau ai, wiadar warawar reirei.

4 The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

A Ieowa me pun, a kotin lepuk pajaner jal en me doo jan Kot akan.

5 Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

Karoj me kin tataki Jion, en jarodi o tanwei!

6 Let them be as the grass of the house-tops, which withers before it is plucked up.

Ren rajon ra pon oj en im o, me kin mon pena mon a pan ujujda!

7 Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

Me jota kin kadirela kumut en pa en jaundolun, de pa en me kin pir pena kap akan.

8 Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

Pwe me kin daulul waja o, ren der inda: Kot en kotin kupura maui komail! Kit kapai komail da ni mar en Ieowa!