Mga Awit 129

1 Madalas na ako'y dinalamhati nila mula sa aking kabataan, sabihin ngayon ng Israel,

A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Many enemies have attacked from the time I was young. Let everyone in Israel say:

2 Madalas na ako'y dinalamhati nila mula sa aking kabataan: gayon ma'y hindi (sila) nanganaig laban sa akin.

Many enemies have attacked from the time I was young, but they never defeated me.

3 Ang mga mangaararo ay nagsiararo sa aking likod; kanilang pinahaba ang kanilang bungkal.

They beat me on my back, leaving long furrows as if it had been ploughed by a farmer.

4 Ang Panginoon ay matuwid: kaniyang pinutol ang mga panali ng masama.

But the Lord does what is right: he has cut me free from the ropes of the wicked.

5 Mapahiya (sila) at magsitalikod, silang lahat na nangagtatanim ng loob sa Sion.

May everyone who hates Zion be driven back in humiliating defeat.

6 Sila'y maging parang damo sa mga bubungan, na natutuyo bago lumaki:

May they be like grass that grows on a roof that withers before it can be harvested,

7 Na hindi pinupuno ng manggagapas ang kaniyang kamay niyaon, ni siyang nagtatali man ng mga bigkis, ang kaniyang sinapupunan.

There's not enough even for a reaper to hold, not enough even for the binder to bind.

8 Hindi man sinasabi ng nagsisipagdaan, ang pagpapala ng Panginoon, ay sumainyo nawa; binabasbasan namin kayo sa pangalan ng Panginoon.

May passers-by not say to them, “The blessing of the Lord be on you; we bless you in the name of the Lord.”