< Psalms 129 >

1 Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.
(Sang til Festrejserne.) De trængte mig hårdt fra min ungdom - så siger Israel
2 Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.
de trængte mig hårdt fra min Ungdom, men kued mig ikke.
3 The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.
Plovmænd pløjed min Ryg, trak lange Furer;
4 The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:
retfærdig er HERREN, han overskar de gudløses Reb.
5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.
Alle, som hader Zion, skal vige med Skam,
6 Let them be as grass on the tops of houses: which withered before it be plucked up:
blive som Græs på Tage, der visner, førend det skyder Strå,
7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.
og ikke fylder Høstkarlens Hånd og Opbinderens Favn;
8 And they that have passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.
Folk, som går forbi, siger ikke: "HERRENs Velsignelse over eder! Vi velsigner eder i HERRENs Navn!"

< Psalms 129 >