Salamo 129

1 Fihirana fiakarana.

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

2 Mafy no nampahoriany ahy hatry ny fony aho mbola tanora; Nefa tsy naharesy ahy izy.

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

3 Ny mpiasa dia niasa ny lamosiko; Efa nanalava ny vavasany izy.

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

4 Marina Jehovah: Efa nanapaka ny famatorana nataon’ ny ratsy fanahy Izy.

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

5 Aoka ho menatra sy hiamboho Izay rehetra mandrafy an’ i Ziona

All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

6 Ka ho tahaka ny ahitra eo an-tampon-trano. Izay malazo, na dia tsy misy manongotra azy aza;

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

7 Tsy misy mpijinja mameno tanana Na mpamehy amboara mameno tratra amin’ izany;

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

8 Ka dia tsy hisy mpandalo hanao hoe: Hotahin’ i Jehovah anie ianareo; Eny, ny anaran’ i Jehovah no itsofanay rano anareo.

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