Psalmowo 129

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

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

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

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

3 Agbleŋlɔlawo ŋlɔ nye dzimegbe, eye woɖe boliƒowo wodidi,

Plowers have plowed over my back, They have made their furrows long.

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

YHWH [is] righteous, He has cut apart cords of the wicked.

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

All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

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

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

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

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

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

And the passers by have not said, “The blessing of YHWH [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of YHWH!”