Psalms 129

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

Abụ nrigo. Site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, ha kpagburu m ọtụtụ oge, ka Izrel kwuo.

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

“Site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, ha kpagburu m ọtụtụ oge, ma ha enweghị ike merie m.

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

Ndị ikom na-akọ ubi akọgharịala azụ m dịka ala ubi, mee ebe ha kọrọ akọ ka ọ dị ogologo.

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

Ma Onyenwe anyị bụ onye ezi omume; ọ tọpụla m site nʼagbụ niile nke ndị ajọ omume.”

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

Ka ndị niile kpọrọ Zayọn asị bụrụ ndị ga-alaghachi azụ nʼihere.

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

Ka ha niile dịrị ka ahịhịa na-epu nʼelu ụlọ nke na-akpọnwụ tupu o pupụta;

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

nke onye na-ewe ihe ubi na-adịghị eji ha kpojuo aka ya abụọ, maọbụ onye mkpokọta e nwee ike kpojuo aka ya.

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

Ka ndị si nʼụzọ na-agafe hapụ ị sị ha, “Ngọzị Onyenwe anyị dịrị unu. Anyị na-agọzi unu nʼaha Onyenwe anyị.”