Psalms 129

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

“Mula pa ng aking kabataan madalas akong lusubin nila,” hayaang sabihin ng Israel.

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

“Mula pa ng aking kabataan, nilusob nila ako, pero hindi nila ako natalo.

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

Inararo ng mga mang-aararo ang aking likuran; gumawa (sila) ng mahabang ukit na daan.

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

Si Yahweh ay matuwid, pinutol niya ang mga lubid ng masama.”

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

Nawa malagay silang lahat sa kahihiyan at tumalikod silang mga napopoot sa Sion.

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

Nawa maging tulad (sila) ng mga damo na nasa bubungan na nalalanta bago pa ito lumago,

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

na hindi na maaaring punuin ang kamay ng manggagapas o ang dibdib nilang nagtatali ng mga bungkos.

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

Nawa huwag sabihin ng mga dumadaan, “Nawa ang pagpapala ni Yahweh ay sumainyo; pinagpapala namin kayo sa pangalan ni Yahweh.”