1Hodočasnička pjesma. "Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili" - neka rekne sad Izrael!
1{A Song of degrees.} Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth -- oh let Israel say --
2"Mnogo su me od mladosti tlačili, ali me ne svladaše.
2Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.
3Po leđima su mojim orači orali, duge brazde povlačili.
3The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.
4Al' Jahve pravedni isiječe užeta zlikovcima!"
4Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
5Nek' se postide i uzmaknu svi koji mrze Sion!
5Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;
6Nek' budu k'o trava na krovu što povene prije nego je počupaju.
6Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,
7Žetelac njome ne napuni ruku ni naručje onaj koji veže snopove.
7Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;
8A prolaznici nek' ne reknu: "Blagoslov Jahvin nad vama! Blagoslivljamo vas imenom Jahvinim!"
8Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!