Psalms 129

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

Pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, naj sedaj reče Izrael,

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

pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, vendar niso prevladali zoper mene.

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

Orači so orali na mojem hrbtu; svoje brazde so naredili dolge.

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

Gospod je pravičen; razsekal je vrvi zlobnih.

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

Naj bodo zbegani in obrnjeni nazaj vsi, ki sovražijo Sion.

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

Naj bodo kakor trava na hišnih strehah, ki ovene preden zraste,

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

s čimer kosec ne napolni svoje roke niti kdor veže snope svojega naročja.

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

[Naj] niti tisti, ki gredo mimo, ne rečejo: »Nad vami naj bo Gospodov blagoslov. Blagoslavljamo vas v Gospodovem imenu.«