Psalms 129

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, Israeri ngaati,

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

“Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, asi havana kundikunda.

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

Varimi vakarima musana wangu vakaita miforo yavo mirefu.”

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

Asi Jehovha akarurama, akandisunungura pamabote avakaipa.

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

Vose vanovenga Zioni ngavadzorerwe shure nenyadzi.

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

Ngavaite souswa pamusoro pedenga remba, hunooma husati hwakura;

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

mukohwi haangazadzi maoko ake nahwo, uye anounganidza haangazadzi maoko ake.

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

Vanopfuura nepo ngavarege kuti, “Maropafadzo aJehovha ngaave pamusoro pako; tinokuropafadza muzita raJehovha.”