< Mga Awit 129 >
1 “Mula pa ng aking kabataan madalas akong lusubin nila,” hayaang sabihin ng Israel.
A Song of the going up. Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say);
2 “Mula pa ng aking kabataan, nilusob nila ako, pero hindi nila ako natalo.
Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.
3 Inararo ng mga mang-aararo ang aking likuran; gumawa (sila) ng mahabang ukit na daan.
The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.
4 Si Yahweh ay matuwid, pinutol niya ang mga lubid ng masama.”
The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.
5 Nawa malagay silang lahat sa kahihiyan at tumalikod silang mga napopoot sa Sion.
Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.
6 Nawa maging tulad (sila) ng mga damo na nasa bubungan na nalalanta bago pa ito lumago,
Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.
7 na hindi na maaaring punuin ang kamay ng manggagapas o ang dibdib nilang nagtatali ng mga bungkos.
He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.
8 Nawa huwag sabihin ng mga dumadaan, “Nawa ang pagpapala ni Yahweh ay sumainyo; pinagpapala namin kayo sa pangalan ni Yahweh.”
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.