Psalms 129

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

He waiata; he pikitanga. He ki tenei ma Iharaira, Ka maha a ratou tukinotanga i ahau o toku tamarikitanga ake;

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

Ka maha a ratou tukinotanga i ahau o toku tamarikitanga ake; heoi kihai ahau i taea e ratou.

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

I parautia toku tuara e nga kaiparau; he roa a ratou parautanga.

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

He tika ta Ihowa: motu pu i a ia nga aho a te hunga kino.

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

Kia whakama, kia whakahokia ki muri, te hunga katoa e kino nei ki Hiona.

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

Kia rite ratou ki te tarutaru i nga tuanui, e memenge nei i te mea kiano i tupu ake.

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

E kore nei e ki te ringa o te kaikoti, te uma hoki o te kaipaihere.

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

E kore ano te hunga e haere ana i te taha e mea, Kia tau ki a koutou te manaaki a Ihowa: ko ta matou manaaki tenei ki a koutou i runga i te ingoa o Ihowa.