Psalms 129

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Many enemies have attacked from the time I was young. Let everyone in Israel say:

Nyanyian ziarah. Mereka telah cukup menyesakkan aku sejak masa mudaku--biarlah Israel berkata demikian--

2 Many enemies have attacked from the time I was young, but they never defeated me.

mereka telah cukup menyesakkan aku sejak masa mudaku, tetapi mereka tidak dapat mengalahkan aku.

3 They beat me on my back, leaving long furrows as if it had been ploughed by a farmer.

Di atas punggungku pembajak membajak, membuat panjang alur bajak mereka.

4 But the Lord does what is right: he has cut me free from the ropes of the wicked.

TUHAN itu adil, Ia memotong tali-tali orang fasik.

5 May everyone who hates Zion be driven back in humiliating defeat.

Semua orang yang membenci Sion akan mendapat malu dan akan mundur.

6 May they be like grass that grows on a roof that withers before it can be harvested,

Mereka seperti rumput di atas sotoh, yang menjadi layu, sebelum dicabut,

7 There's not enough even for a reaper to hold, not enough even for the binder to bind.

yang tidak digenggam tangan penyabit, atau dirangkum orang yang mengikat berkas,

8 May passers-by not say to them, “The blessing of the Lord be on you; we bless you in the name of the Lord.”

sehingga orang-orang yang lewat tidak berkata: "Berkat TUHAN atas kamu! Kami memberkati kamu dalam nama TUHAN!"