Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

Faarfannaa ol baʼuu. Israaʼel akkana haa jedhu; “Isaan dargaggummaa kootii jalqabanii akka malee na cunqursaniiru;

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

isaan dargaggummaa kootii jalqabanii akka malee na cunqursaniiru; garuu na hin moʼanne.

3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

Warri qootiisa qotan dugda koo qotan; boʼoo isaaniis ni dheeressan.

4 The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Waaqayyo garuu qajeelaa dha; funyoo jalʼootaa gargar kukkuteera.”

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Warri Xiyoonin jibban hundinuu, qaaniidhaan duubatti haa deebiʼan.

6 Let them be as the grass [upon] the house-tops, which withereth before it groweth up:

Isaan akka marga bantii manaa irraa kan utuu hin guddatin goguu haa taʼan;

7 With which the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom.

namichi haamu qabaa isaa guuttachuu, yookaan namichi walitti qabu bissii isaa guuttachuu hin dandaʼu.

8 Neither do they who go by, say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

Warri achiin darban, “Eebbi Waaqayyoo isiniif haa taʼu; maqaa Waaqayyootiin isin eebbifna” isaaniin hin jedhin.