¹{A Song of degrees.} Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth -- oh let Israel say --

¹Pieseň na cestu hore do Jeruzalema. Veľmi ma sužovali od mojej mladosti! Nože nech povie Izrael!

²Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.

²Veľmi ma sužovali od mojej mladosti, ale ma nepremohli.

³The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

³Oráči orali po mojom chrbte a vyháňali dlhé brázdy.

⁴Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

⁴Ale Hospodin je spravedlivý; popretínal povrazy bezbožníkov.

⁵Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;

⁵Budú sa hanbiť a uhnú zpät všetci, ktorí nenávidia Siona.

⁶Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

⁶Budú jako tráva na strechách, ktorá uschne, prv ako ju vytrhajú,

⁷Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;

⁷ktorou žnec nenaplní svojej ruky ani náručia ten, kto viaže snopy.

⁸Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!

⁸A nepovedia tí, ktorí pojdú pomimo: Požehnanie Hospodinovo na vás; dobrorečíme vám v mene Hospodinovom.