Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

Mnogo mi dosaðivaše od mladosti moje, neka reèe Izrailj,

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

Mnogo mi dosaðivaše od mladosti moje, ali me ne svladaše.

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

Na leðima mojim oraše oraèi, i vodiše duge brazde svoje.

4 The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

Gospod je pravedan; isijeèe konopce bezbožnièke.

5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

Postidjeæe se, odbiæe se svi koji nenavide Sion.

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

Biæe kao trava na krovovima, koja se sasušuje prije nego se poèupa,

7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Od koje neæe žetelac napuniti ruke svoje, niti naruèja svojega vezilac;

8 Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the LORD’s name.”

I koji prolaze neæe reæi: “Blagoslov Gospodnji na vama! blagosiljamo vas imenom Gospodnjim.”