Psalms 129

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

IJRAEL en inda: Re katoutou ia melel jan ni ai tikitik lel met pak toto.

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

Pan pak toto re katoutou ia melel jan ni ai tikitik lel met; ari jo, re jota kak kaloe ia di.

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

Men japajap weirada pon tinjau ai, wiadar warawar reirei.

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

A Ieowa me pun, a kotin lepuk pajaner jal en me doo jan Kot akan.

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

Karoj me kin tataki Jion, en jarodi o tanwei!

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

Ren rajon ra pon oj en im o, me kin mon pena mon a pan ujujda!

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

Me jota kin kadirela kumut en pa en jaundolun, de pa en me kin pir pena kap akan.

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.

Pwe me kin daulul waja o, ren der inda: Kot en kotin kupura maui komail! Kit kapai komail da ni mar en Ieowa!