Psalms 129

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

“Mara nyingi tangu ujana wangu wamekuwa wakinishambulia,” Israeli na iseme.

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

“Mara nyingi tangu ujana wangu wamekuwa wakinishambulia, lakini hawajanishinda.

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

Wakulima wamekuwa wakilima mgonngoni kwangu; wametengeneza matuta yao marefu.

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

Yahwe ni mwenye haki; amezikata kamba za waovu.”

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

Wote waaibishwe na kurudishwa nyuma, wale wachukiao Sayuni.

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

Na wawe kama nyasi juu ya paa ambayo hunyauka kabla hayajakua,

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

ambayo hayawezi kujaza mkono wa mvunaji wala kifua cha mfunga miganda.

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

Wale wapitao karibu wasiseme, “Baraka za Mungu na ziwe juu yako; Tunakubariki katika jina la Yahwe.”