Psalms 129

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

Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Isirayiri ayogere nti, “Bambonyaabonyezza nnyo okuva mu buvubuka bwange.”

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

Ddala bambonyaabonyezza nnyo okuva mu buvubuka bwange; naye tebampangudde.

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

Newaakubadde ng’omugongo gwange gujjudde enkovu olw’embooko ze bankubye era ne gulabika nga kwe bayisizza ekyuma ekirima,

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

kyokka Mukama mutuukirivu; amenyeemenye enjegere z’abakola ebibi.

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

Abo bonna abakyawa Sayuuni bagobebwe era bazzibweyo emabega nga baswadde.

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

Babeere ng’omuddo ogumera waggulu ku nnyumba, oguwotoka nga tegunnakula.

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

Omukunguzi tagufaako, n’oyo asiba ebinywa agunyooma.

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.

Wadde abayitawo baleme kwogera nti, “Omukisa gwa Mukama gube ku mmwe. Tubasabidde omukisa mu linnya lya Mukama.”