Псалтирь 129

1 Песнь восхождения. Много теснили меня от юности моей, да скажет Израиль:

[I say that] my enemies have (afflicted/caused trouble for) me ever since I was young. [Now I ask you, my fellow] Israelis, to repeat those same words:

2 много теснили меня от юности моей, но не одолели меня.

“Our enemies have afflicted us since our nation began, but they have not defeated us!

3 На хребте моем орали оратаи, проводили длинные борозды свои.

[Our enemies struck us with whips] that cut into our backs [MET] like a [farmer uses a] plow to cut deep furrows into the ground.”

4 Но Господь праведен: Он рассек узы нечестивых.

[But] Yahweh is righteous, and he has freed [me] from being a slave [MTY] of wicked [people].

5 Да постыдятся и обратятся назад все ненавидящие Сион!

I wish/hope that all those who hate Jerusalem/Israel will be ashamed because of being defeated.

6 Да будут, как трава на кровлях, которая прежде, нежели будет исторгнута, засыхает,

I hope/wish that they will be [of no value], like grass that grows on the roofs of houses that dries up and does not grow tall;

7 которою жнец не наполнит руки своей, и вяжущий снопы - горсти своей;

[as a result] no one [cuts it and] puts it in bundles and carries it away.

8 и проходящие мимо не скажут: “благословение Господне на вас; благословляем вас именем Господним!”

People who pass by [and see men harvesting grain usually greet them by saying to them], “We wish/hope that Yahweh will bless you!” But this will not happen [to those who hate Israel]. We, acting as Yahweh’s representatives, bless you [Israelis.]