Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

Pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, naj sedaj reče Izrael,

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

pogosto so me prizadeli od moje mladosti, vendar niso prevladali zoper mene.

3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

Orači so orali na mojem hrbtu; svoje brazde so naredili dolge.

4 The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Gospod je pravičen; razsekal je vrvi zlobnih.

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Naj bodo zbegani in obrnjeni nazaj vsi, ki sovražijo Sion.

6 Let them be as the grass [upon] the house-tops, which withereth before it groweth up:

Naj bodo kakor trava na hišnih strehah, ki ovene preden zraste,

7 With which the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom.

s čimer kosec ne napolni svoje roke niti kdor veže snope svojega naročja.

8 Neither do they who go by, say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

[Naj] niti tisti, ki gredo mimo, ne rečejo: »Nad vami naj bo Gospodov blagoslov. Blagoslavljamo vas v Gospodovem imenu.«