Psalms 129

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

Tangtlaeng Laa Ka camoe lamloh kai mat n'daengdaeh he Israel loh thui laeh saeh.

2 Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

Ka camoe lamloh kai he mat n'daengdaeh uh dae kai he n'noeng moenih.

3 Plowers have plowed over my back, They have made their furrows long.

Ka uen soah a thoe a thoe uh tih a hma sokah a hma te a yoe uh.

4 YHWH [is] righteous, He has cut apart cords of the wicked.

Aka dueng BOEIPA loh halang rhoek kah rhuivaeh te a tlueh pah.

5 All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

Zion aka thiinah rhoek boeih tah yahpok uh saeh lamtah a hnuk la balkhong uh saeh.

6 They are as grass of the roofs, That withers before it was drawn out,

Imphu kah sulrham bangla om saeh. Te tah amah hmuen ah a rhae la a phuk.

7 That has not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

Te te a ah tih a ban neh a kulup akhaw a kutpha dongah a bae moenih.

8 And the passers by have not said, “The blessing of YHWH [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of YHWH!”

Te vaengah aka kongpa rhoek loh, “Nangmih soah BOEIPA kah yoethennah om saeh. BOEIPA ming neh nangmih te yoethen kan paek uh,” ti uh boel saeh.