New International Version - UK

Psalm 129

Psalm 129

A song of ascents.

‘They have greatly oppressed me from my youth,’
    let Israel say;
‘they have greatly oppressed me from my youth,
    but they have not gained the victory over me.
Ploughmen have ploughed my back
    and made their furrows long.
But the Lord is righteous;
    he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.’

May all who hate Zion
    be turned back in shame.
May they be like grass on the roof,
    which withers before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    ‘The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you in the name of the Lord.’

Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 129

Mpae a wɔbɔ tia Israel atamfo

1Israel, ka efi wo mmofraase, taa a w’atamfo ataa wo, nanso wɔantumi anni wo so kyerɛ yɛn. “Efi me mmofraase, m’atamfo ataa me atirimɔden so, nanso wɔantumi anni me so.

“Wotwaa kam kɛse te sɛ asase a wɔafuntum wɔ m’akyi. Nanso Awurade, ɔtreneeni no, agye me afi nkoasom mu.”

Obiara a ɔtan Sion no, wobedi ne so na wɔapam no asan n’akyi. Ma wɔn nyinaa nyɛ sɛ sare a enyin wɔ adan atifi ma ewu no; Obiara mmoaboa ano, na obiara nsoa no afiafi nkɔ. Obiara a obetwam wɔ hɔ no renka se, “Awurade nhyira mo! Yehyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”