Psalms 129

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

Thaburi ya Agendi Maanahinyĩrĩria mũno kuuma ũnini-inĩ wakwa, Isiraeli nĩmakiuge ũguo,

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

maanahinyĩrĩria mũno kuuma ũnini-inĩ wakwa, no rĩrĩ, matirĩ maahota kũndooria.

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

Andũ arĩa marĩmaga na mũraũ marĩmĩte ngʼongʼo wakwa, magatema mĩtaro mĩraihu.

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

No rĩrĩ, Jehova nĩ mũthingu; nĩanjohorithĩtie harĩ mĩhĩndo ya andũ arĩa aaganu.

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

Andũ arĩa othe mathũire Zayuni marocookio na thuutha maconokete.

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

Marohaana ta nyeki ĩrĩ nyũmba igũrũ, ĩrĩa ĩhoohaga ĩtanamera;

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

mũmĩtui ndangĩmĩiyũria hĩ-inĩ ciake, o na kana ũrĩa ũmĩũnganagia amĩiyũrie moko-inĩ make.

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

Andũ arĩa mahĩtũkagĩra kuo maroaga kuuga atĩrĩ, “Kĩrathimo kĩa Jehova kĩrogĩa igũrũ rĩanyu; nĩtwamũrathima thĩinĩ wa rĩĩtwa rĩa Jehova.”