Psalms 129

1 “A song of the degrees.” Many a time have they assailed me from my youth, so should Israel say;

Hodočasnička pjesma. “Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili” - neka rekne sad Izrael!

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

“Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili, ali me ne svladaše.

3 Upon my back have ploughmen ploughed; they have drawn long their furrows:

Po leđima su mojim orači orali, duge brazde povlačili.

4 [Yet] the Lord is righteous; he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Al' Jahve pravedni isiječe užeta zlikovcima!”

5 May all be put to shame and turned backward that hate Zion;

Nek' se postide i uzmaknu svi koji mrze Sion!

6 May they become like the grass of the roofs, which withereth before it is pulled up;

Nek' budu k'o trava na krovu što povene prije nego je počupaju.

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

Žetelac njome ne napuni ruku ni naručje onaj koji veže snopove.

8 Nor do they who pass by say, The blessing of the Lord be with you: we bless you in the name of the Lord.

A prolaznici nek' ne reknu: “Blagoslov Jahvin nad vama! Blagoslivljamo vas imenom Jahvinim!”