Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

Множицею брашася со мною от юности моея, да речет убо Израиль:

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

множицею брашася со мною от юности моея, ибо не премогоша мя.

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

На хребте моем делаша грешницы, продолжиша беззаконие свое.

4 The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Господь праведен ссече выя грешников.

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

Да постыдятся и возвратятся вспять вси ненавидящии Сиона:

6 Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

да будут яко трава на здех, яже прежде восторжения изсше:

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

еюже не исполни руки своея жняй, и недра своего рукояти собираяй:

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

и не реша мимоходящии: благословение Господне на вы, благословихом вы во имя Господне.