A Song of degrees.
1 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.
3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
4 The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.
6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.
Ounyengwingone wovatondadi vaSion
Eimbilo lomolweendo lokuya kouyapuki.
1 Israel osho na tye:
“Nghee nda dja kounona wange, ova fininika nge nai,
2 nghee nda dja kounona wange, ova fininika nge nai,
ndele inava finda nge nande.
3 Kombuda yange ovalimi ova lima ko,
ndele va pala oimhungu ile.”
4 Ndelenee Omwene omuyuki
Oye a tetaula omiya dovalunde.
5 Aveshe ava tava tondo Sion,
nava fifwe ohoni, vo va shunifwe shanimanima.
6 Nava ningwe ngaashi omwiidi
wa mena kombada yonduda,
ou tau kukuta, fimbo inau kola,
7 oo, omukashuli ita yadifa eke nao,
nomumangi womikuto otau xulunguta
momaoko aye,
8 naava tava ende po, itava ti nande:
“Epuniko laKalunga nali uye kombada yeni.
Fye ohatu mu nangeke noupuna medina lOmwene.”
