Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth — oh let Israel say —

Abụ nrigo. Site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, ha kpagburu m ọtụtụ oge, ka Izrel kwuo.

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

“Site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, ha kpagburu m ọtụtụ oge, ma ha enweghị ike merie m.

3 The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

Ndị ikom na-akọ ubi akọgharịala azụ m dịka ala ubi, mee ebe ha kọrọ akọ ka ọ dị ogologo.

4 Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Ma Onyenwe anyị bụ onye ezi omume; ọ tọpụla m site nʼagbụ niile nke ndị ajọ omume.”

5 Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;

Ka ndị niile kpọrọ Zayọn asị bụrụ ndị ga-alaghachi azụ nʼihere.

6 Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

Ka ha niile dịrị ka ahịhịa na-epu nʼelu ụlọ nke na-akpọnwụ tupu o pupụta;

7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;

nke onye na-ewe ihe ubi na-adịghị eji ha kpojuo aka ya abụọ, maọbụ onye mkpokọta e nwee ike kpojuo aka ya.

8 Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!

Ka ndị si nʼụzọ na-agafe hapụ ị sị ha, “Ngọzị Onyenwe anyị dịrị unu. Anyị na-agọzi unu nʼaha Onyenwe anyị.”