Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth — oh let Israel say —

“Mula pa ng aking kabataan madalas akong lusubin nila,” hayaang sabihin ng Israel.

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.

“Mula pa ng aking kabataan, nilusob nila ako, pero hindi nila ako natalo.

3 The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

Inararo ng mga mang-aararo ang aking likuran; gumawa (sila) ng mahabang ukit na daan.

4 Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Si Yahweh ay matuwid, pinutol niya ang mga lubid ng masama.”

5 Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;

Nawa malagay silang lahat sa kahihiyan at tumalikod silang mga napopoot sa Sion.

6 Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

Nawa maging tulad (sila) ng mga damo na nasa bubungan na nalalanta bago pa ito lumago,

7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;

na hindi na maaaring punuin ang kamay ng manggagapas o ang dibdib nilang nagtatali ng mga bungkos.

8 Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!

Nawa huwag sabihin ng mga dumadaan, “Nawa ang pagpapala ni Yahweh ay sumainyo; pinagpapala namin kayo sa pangalan ni Yahweh.”