Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', let Israel now say;

Ɔsoroforo dwom. “Wɔahyɛ me so pii afi me mmofraase, ma Israel nka ɛ.

2 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; but they have not prevailed against me.

“Wɔahyɛ me so pii afi me mmofraase, nanso wontumi nnii me so nkonim ɛ.

3 The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

Fɛntɛmfo afɛntɛm mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkɔmoa atenten.

4 The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'

Nanso Awurade yɛ ɔtreneeni; watwitwa amumɔyɛfo hama afi me ho ama made me ho.”

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

Ma wɔn a wɔtan Sion nyinaa mfa animguase nsan wɔn akyi.

6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it springeth up;

Ma wɔnnyɛ sɛ sare a ɛwɔ ɔdan atifi, a ennyin na ɛhyew;

7 Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

na nnɔbaetwafo ntumi nnya biribi mfi mu nhyɛ ne nsa ma, na nea ɔboaboa ano nso nnya hwee nhyɛ nʼabasa ma.

8 Neither do they that go by say: 'The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.'

Mma wɔn a wotwa mu wɔ hɔ no nka se, “Awurade nhyira mmra mo so; yehyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”