Psalms 129

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, Israeri ngaati,

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

“Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, asi havana kundikunda.

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

Varimi vakarima musana wangu vakaita miforo yavo mirefu.”

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

Asi Jehovha akarurama, akandisunungura pamabote avakaipa.

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

Vose vanovenga Zioni ngavadzorerwe shure nenyadzi.

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

Ngavaite souswa pamusoro pedenga remba, hunooma husati hwakura;

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

mukohwi haangazadzi maoko ake nahwo, uye anounganidza haangazadzi maoko ake.

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.

Vanopfuura nepo ngavarege kuti, “Maropafadzo aJehovha ngaave pamusoro pako; tinokuropafadza muzita raJehovha.”