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.

1 Jie vargino mane nuo pat jaunystės,­tesako Izraelis,­

2 jie vargino mane nuo pat jaunystės, tačiau nenugalėjo.

3 Artojai ant mano nugaros arė, išvarydami ilgas vagas.

4 Bet teisusis Viešpats nedorėlių pančius sutraukė.

5 Tesusigėsta ir pasitraukia visi, kurie nekenčia Siono.

6 Tebūna jie kaip stogo žolė, kuri, dar neužaugusi, nuvysta;

7 nesusirenka iš jos net sauja pjovėjui nei mažiausias pėdas rišėjui.

8 Praeiviai, eidami pro šalį, nesako jiems: "Tepalaimina tave Viešpats. Mes laiminame tave Viešpaties vardu".