Psalms 129

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

Wer ma ji wero kadhi e hekalu. “Jogi osesanda malit nyaka aa e tin-na,” Israel mondo owach niya;

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

“gisesanda malit nyaka aa e tin-na, to kata kamano pok gibedo gi loch kuoma.

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

Jopur osepuro diengʼeya kendo gisegore opara ma roboche,

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

to kata kamano Jehova Nyasaye en ngʼama kare; osegola e badho mar joma timbegi richo.”

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

Ji duto mochayo Sayun lo mi dog chien gi wichkuot.

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

Mad gichal gi lum moti ewi tado maner kata kapok odongo maber.

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

Ok onyal nyago gimoro mapongʼo lwet jakeyo, kata ma jachoko nyalo tingʼo e bade.

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.

Mad joma kalo bute kik wachnegi niya, “Jehova Nyasaye mondo ogwedhi, kata ni, wagwedhi e nying Jehova Nyasaye.”