¹Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say,

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

²many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

³The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

³Oráči orali po mojom chrbte a vyháňali dlhé brázdy.

⁴Yahweh is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

⁴Ale Hospodin je spravedlivý; popretínal povrazy bezbožníkov.

⁵Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

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

⁶Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up;

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

⁷with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

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

⁸Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of Yahweh be on you. We bless you in the name of Yahweh.”

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