Psalms 129

1 A song of ascents. “Often since my youth they have attacked me,” let Israel say.

Y Cantan Quinajulo. MEGAE na tiempo nae manapiniteyo desde y pinatgonjo: polo ya ualog Israel pago:

2 “Often since my youth they have attacked me, yet they have not defeated me.

Megae na tiempo nae manapiniteyo desde y pinatgonjo: lao trabia ti mangana ni y ninasiñañija contra guajo.

3 The plowers plowed on my back; they made their furrows long.

Y manmanalado jaalado gui jilo y tatalojo: janafananaco y sutcoñija.

4 Yahweh is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.”

Si Jeova tunaegüe: güiya umutut y cuetdas y manaelaye.

5 May they all be put to shame and turned back, those who hate Zion.

Polo ya ufanmamajlao todo ayo y bumira sija tate, todo sija y chumatlie Sion.

6 May they be like the grass on the housetops that withers before it grows up,

Polo ya ufantaegüije y chaguan gui jilo guma, ni y anglo antes di udoco:

7 that cannot fill the reaper's hand or the chest of the one who binds bundles of grain together.

Ya chaña y manuutut chaguan munabubula y canaeña, ni y pechonña y manmanonojo.

8 May those who pass by not say, “May the blessing of Yahweh be on you; we bless you in the name of Yahweh.”

Ni ujaalog ayo sija y manmalolofan, Y bendision Jeova usaga gui jilomo; jame bumendise jao pot y naan Jeova.