Psalms 129

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

Hodočasnička pjesma. “Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili” - neka rekne sad Izrael!

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

“Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili, ali me ne svladaše.

3 The ploughers ploughed on my back. They made their furrows long.

Po leđima su mojim orači orali, duge brazde povlačili.

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

Al' Jahve pravedni isiječe užeta zlikovcima!”

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

Nek' se postide i uzmaknu svi koji mrze Sion!

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

Nek' budu k'o trava na krovu što povene prije nego je počupaju.

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

Žetelac njome ne napuni ruku ni naručje onaj koji veže snopove.

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

A prolaznici nek' ne reknu: “Blagoslov Jahvin nad vama! Blagoslivljamo vas imenom Jahvinim!”