Psalms 129

1 [A Song of Ascents.] Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say,

Svētku dziesma. Tie mani daudzkārt apbēdinājuši no manas jaunības, tā lai Israēls saka;

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

Tie mani daudzkārt apbēdinājuši no manas jaunības, bet tie mani nav pārvarējuši.

3 The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

Arāji ir aruši uz manas muguras, tie savas vagas garas dzinuši.

4 The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

Tas Kungs ir taisns, Viņš sacirtis bezdievīgo valgus.

5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

Lai top kaunā un atpakaļ dzīti visi kas Ciānu ienīst.

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up;

Lai tie top kā zāle uz jumtiem, kas nokalst, pirms tā top plūkta,

7 with which the reaper doesn't fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Ar ko pļāvējs nepilda savu roku, nedz kopiņu sējējs savu klēpi.

8 Neither do those who go by say, "The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the name of the LORD."

Un tie, kas garām iet, lai nesaka: Tā Kunga svētība lai nāk pār jums, mēs jūs svētījam Tā Kunga Vārdā.