Psalms 129

1 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

De trængte mig haardt fra min Ungdom af — saa sige Israel! —

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

de trængte mig haardt fra min Ungdom af; dog kunde de ikke overvælde mig.

3 The plowers plowed on my back: they made long their furrows.

Plovmændene pløjede paa min Ryg, de droge deres Furer lange.

4 The LORD is righteous: he has cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Herren er retfærdig, han overhuggede de ugudeliges Reb.

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

De skulle beskæmmes og vige tilbage, alle de, som hade Zion.

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which wither before it grows up:

De skulle blive som Græs paa Tagene, som tørres, førend nogen oprykker det;

7 With which the mower fills not his hand; nor he that binds sheaves his bosom.

af hvilket Høstmanden ikke fylder sin Haand, ej heller den, som binder Neg, sin Arm.

8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be on you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

Og de, som gaa forbi, sige ikke: Herrens Velsignelse være over eder! Vi velsigne eder i Herrens Navn.