Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

Hodočasnička pjesma. “Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili” - neka rekne sad Izrael!

2 Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

“Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili, ali me ne svladaše.

3 Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

Po leđima su mojim orači orali, duge brazde povlačili.

4 Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

Al' Jahve pravedni isiječe užeta zlikovcima!”

5 Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

Nek' se postide i uzmaknu svi koji mrze Sion!

6 Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

Nek' budu k'o trava na krovu što povene prije nego je počupaju.

7 Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:

Žetelac njome ne napuni ruku ni naručje onaj koji veže snopove.

8 Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.

A prolaznici nek' ne reknu: “Blagoslov Jahvin nad vama! Blagoslivljamo vas imenom Jahvinim!”