Psalms 129

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

Ingoma yemiqanso. Sebengihluphe kakhulu kusukela ebutsheni bami katsho njalo u-Israyeli,

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

sebengihluphe kakhulu kusukela ebutsheni bami, kodwa kabangehlulanga.

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

Abalimi bawulimile umhlane wami benza imifolo emide.

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

Kodwa uThixo ulungile; ungikhulule ezintanjeni zababi.

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

Akuthi bonke abayizondayo iZiyoni babuyiselwe emuva beyangekile.

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

Sengathi bangaba njengotshani obukhula ephahleni obubuna bungakakhuli;

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

umvuni angeke agcwalisa isandla sakhe ngabo, loba lowo obuthayo agcwalise izingalo zakhe.

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

Sengathi labo abadlulayo bangabokuthi, “Izibusiso zikaThixo mazibe kuwe; siyakubusisa ngegama likaThixo.”