Psalms 129

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

Mɔzɔha. Wotem ɖe anyi ale gbegbe tso nye ɖekakpuime ke. Israel negblɔ be,

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

“Wotem ɖe anyi ale gbegbe tso nye ɖekakpuime ke, gake womeɖu dzinye o.

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

Agbleŋlɔlawo ŋlɔ nye dzimegbe, eye woɖe boliƒowo wodidi,

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

gake Yehowa nye dzɔdzɔetɔ, etso kam tso ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe babla me.”

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

Na be ame siwo katã tsri Zion la, nagbugbɔ ɖe megbe kple ŋukpe.

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

Na be woanɔ abe gbe si wotsɔ gbã xɔe ene, gbe si yrɔna, hafi ayi miemie ge.

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

Ale gbetsola mate ŋu atsoe alɔ ɖe asime loo, alo ame si le elɔm la, nayi elɔ ge ɖe abɔdome o.

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

Ame siwo to afi ma yi la megagblɔ be, “Yehowa ƒe yayra nenɔ dziwò; míeyra wò le Yehowa ƒe ŋkɔ me” o.