Mapisarema 129

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

A Song of the going up. Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say);

2 “Vakandidzvinyirira zvikuru kubva pauduku hwangu, asi havana kundikunda.

Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.

3 Varimi vakarima musana wangu vakaita miforo yavo mirefu.”

The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.

4 Asi Jehovha akarurama, akandisunungura pamabote avakaipa.

The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.

5 Vose vanovenga Zioni ngavadzorerwe shure nenyadzi.

Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.

6 Ngavaite souswa pamusoro pedenga remba, hunooma husati hwakura;

Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.

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

He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.

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

And those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be on you; we give you blessing in the name of the Lord.