Psalms 129

1 A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

Orin fún ìgòkè. “Ìgbà púpọ̀ ni wọ́n ti pọ́n mi lójú láti ìgbà èwe mi wá,” jẹ́ kí Israẹli kí ó wí nísinsin yìí;

2 Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

“Ìgbà púpọ̀ ni wọ́n ti pọ́n mi lójú láti ìgbà èwe mi wá; síbẹ̀ wọn kò tí ì borí mi.

3 Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

Àwọn awalẹ̀ walẹ̀ sí ẹ̀yìn mi: wọ́n sì la aporo wọn gígùn.

4 Jehovah [is] righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

Olódodo ni Olúwa: ó ti ké okùn àwọn ènìyàn búburú kúrò.”

5 Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

Kí gbogbo àwọn tí ó kórìíra Sioni kí ó dààmú, kí wọn kí ó sì yí ẹ̀yìn padà.

6 They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,

Kí wọn kí ó dàbí koríko orí ilẹ̀ tí ó gbẹ dànù kí ó tó dàgbàsókè,

7 That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

èyí tí olóko pípa kó kún ọwọ́ rẹ̀: bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ẹni tí ń di ìtí, kó kún apá rẹ̀.

8 And the passers by have not said, 'The blessing of Jehovah [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'

Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni àwọn tí ń kọjá lọ kò wí pé, ìbùkún Olúwa kí ó pẹ̀lú yín: àwa ń súre fún yin ní orúkọ Olúwa.