A song for those who go up to Jerusalem to worship the Lord.
1Here is what Israel should say. ‘My enemies have treated me badly ever since I was a young nation.2My enemies have treated me badly ever since I was a young nation. But they haven’t won the battle.3They have made deep wounds in my back. It looks like a field a farmer has ploughed.4The LORD does what is right. Sinners had tied me up with ropes. But the LORD has set me free.’5May all those who hate Zion be driven back in shame.6May they be like grass that grows on the roof of a house. It dries up before it can grow.7There isn’t enough of it to fill a person’s hand. There isn’t enough to tie up and carry away.8May no one who passes by say to those who hate Zion, ‘May the blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the name of the LORD.’
1Gençliğimden beri bana sık sık saldırdılar; Şimdi söylesin İsrail:2‹‹Gençliğimden beri bana sık sık saldırdılar, Ama yenemediler beni.3Çiftçiler saban sürdüler sırtımda, Upuzun iz bıraktılar.››4Ama RAB adildir, Kesti kötülerin bağlarını.5Siyon'dan nefret eden herkes Utanç içinde geri çekilsin.6Damlardaki ota, Büyümeden kuruyan ota dönsünler.7Orakçı avucunu, Demetçi kucağını dolduramaz onunla.8Yoldan geçenler de, ‹‹RAB sizi kutsasın, RAB'bin adıyla sizi kutsarız›› demezler.