Psalms 129

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

Mɔzɔha. Wotem ɖe anyi ale gbegbe tso nye ɖekakpuime ke. Israel negblɔ be,

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

“Wotem ɖe anyi ale gbegbe tso nye ɖekakpuime ke, gake womeɖu dzinye o.

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

Agbleŋlɔlawo ŋlɔ nye dzimegbe, eye woɖe boliƒowo wodidi,

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

gake Yehowa nye dzɔdzɔetɔ, etso kam tso ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe babla me.”

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

Na be ame siwo katã tsri Zion la, nagbugbɔ ɖe megbe kple ŋukpe.

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

Na be woanɔ abe gbe si wotsɔ gbã xɔe ene, gbe si yrɔna, hafi ayi miemie ge.

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

Ale gbetsola mate ŋu atsoe alɔ ɖe asime loo, alo ame si le elɔm la, nayi elɔ ge ɖe abɔdome o.

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

Ame siwo to afi ma yi la megagblɔ be, “Yehowa ƒe yayra nenɔ dziwò; míeyra wò le Yehowa ƒe ŋkɔ me” o.