Psalms 129

1 A song of degrees. They haue often times afflicted me from my youth (may Israel nowe say)

Abụ nrigo. Site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, ha kpagburu m ọtụtụ oge, ka Izrel kwuo.

2 They haue often times afflicted me from my youth: but they could not preuaile against me.

“Site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, ha kpagburu m ọtụtụ oge, ma ha enweghị ike merie m.

3 The plowers plowed vpon my backe, and made long furrowes.

Ndị ikom na-akọ ubi akọgharịala azụ m dịka ala ubi, mee ebe ha kọrọ akọ ka ọ dị ogologo.

4 But the righteous Lord hath cut the cordes of the wicked.

Ma Onyenwe anyị bụ onye ezi omume; ọ tọpụla m site nʼagbụ niile nke ndị ajọ omume.”

5 They that hate Zion, shalbe all ashamed and turned backward.

Ka ndị niile kpọrọ Zayọn asị bụrụ ndị ga-alaghachi azụ nʼihere.

6 They shalbe as the grasse on the house tops, which withereth afore it commeth forth.

Ka ha niile dịrị ka ahịhịa na-epu nʼelu ụlọ nke na-akpọnwụ tupu o pupụta;

7 Whereof the mower filleth not his hand, neither the glainer his lap:

nke onye na-ewe ihe ubi na-adịghị eji ha kpojuo aka ya abụọ, maọbụ onye mkpokọta e nwee ike kpojuo aka ya.

8 Neither they, which go by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you, or, We blesse you in the Name of the Lord.

Ka ndị si nʼụzọ na-agafe hapụ ị sị ha, “Ngọzị Onyenwe anyị dịrị unu. Anyị na-agọzi unu nʼaha Onyenwe anyị.”