Psalms 129

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

Orin fún ìgòkè. “Ìgbà púpọ̀ ni wọ́n ti pọ́n mi lójú láti ìgbà èwe mi wá,” jẹ́ kí Israẹli kí ó wí nísinsin yìí;

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

“Ìgbà púpọ̀ ni wọ́n ti pọ́n mi lójú láti ìgbà èwe mi wá; síbẹ̀ wọn kò tí ì borí mi.

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

Àwọn awalẹ̀ walẹ̀ sí ẹ̀yìn mi: wọ́n sì la aporo wọn gígùn.

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

Olódodo ni Olúwa: ó ti ké okùn àwọn ènìyàn búburú kúrò.”

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

Kí gbogbo àwọn tí ó kórìíra Sioni kí ó dààmú, kí wọn kí ó sì yí ẹ̀yìn padà.

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

Kí wọn kí ó dàbí koríko orí ilẹ̀ tí ó gbẹ dànù kí ó tó dàgbàsókè,

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

èyí tí olóko pípa kó kún ọwọ́ rẹ̀: bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ẹni tí ń di ìtí, kó kún apá rẹ̀.

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

Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni àwọn tí ń kọjá lọ kò wí pé, ìbùkún Olúwa kí ó pẹ̀lú yín: àwa ń súre fún yin ní orúkọ Olúwa.