Psalms 129

1 A Canticle in steps. They have often fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

En sang ved festreisene. Meget har de trengt mig fra min ungdom av - så sie Israel -

2 they have often fought against me from my youth, yet they could not prevail over me.

meget har de trengt mig fra min ungdom av; men de har ikke fått overhånd over mig.

3 The sinners have made fabrications behind my back. They have prolonged their iniquity.

Min rygg har plogmenn pløid, de har gjort sine furer lange.

4 The just Lord will cut the necks of sinners.

Herren er rettferdig, han har avhugget de ugudeliges rep.

5 Let all those who hate Zion be confounded and turned backwards.

De skal bli til skamme og vike tilbake alle de som hater Sion,

6 Let them be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can be pulled up:

de skal bli som gress på takene, som er visnet før det blir rykket op:

7 with it, he who reaps does not fill his hand and he who gathers sheaves does not fill his bosom.

Høstmannen fyller ikke sin hånd, ei heller den som binder kornbånd, sitt fang.

8 And those who were passing by have not said to them: “The blessing of the Lord be upon you. We have blessed you in the name of the Lord.”

Og de som går forbi, sier ikke: Herrens velsignelse være over eder, vi velsigner eder i Herrens navn!