Psalms 129

1 A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

Pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, naj sedaj reče Izrael,

2 Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, vendar niso prevladali zoper mene.

3 Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

Orači so orali na mojem hrbtu; svoje brazde so naredili dolge.

4 Jehovah [is] righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

Gospod je pravičen; razsekal je vrvi zlobnih.

5 Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

Naj bodo zbegani in obrnjeni nazaj vsi, ki sovražijo Sion.

6 They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,

Naj bodo kakor trava na hišnih strehah, ki ovene preden zraste,

7 That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

s čimer kosec ne napolni svoje roke niti kdor veže snope svojega naročja.

8 And the passers by have not said, 'The blessing of Jehovah [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'

[Naj] niti tisti, ki gredo mimo, ne rečejo: »Nad vami naj bo Gospodov blagoslov. Blagoslavljamo vas v Gospodovem imenu.«