Psalms 129

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

Fihirana fiakarana.

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

Mafy no nampahoriany ahy hatry ny fony aho mbola tanora; Nefa tsy naharesy ahy izy.

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

Ny mpiasa dia niasa ny lamosiko; Efa nanalava ny vavasany izy.

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

Marina Jehovah: Efa nanapaka ny famatorana nataon’ ny ratsy fanahy Izy.

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

Aoka ho menatra sy hiamboho Izay rehetra mandrafy an’ i Ziona

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

Ka ho tahaka ny ahitra eo an-tampon-trano. Izay malazo, na dia tsy misy manongotra azy aza;

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

Tsy misy mpijinja mameno tanana Na mpamehy amboara mameno tratra amin’ izany;

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

Ka dia tsy hisy mpandalo hanao hoe: Hotahin’ i Jehovah anie ianareo; Eny, ny anaran’ i Jehovah no itsofanay rano anareo.