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Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 128)

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1  Canticum graduum. Saepe expugnaverunt me a juventute mea, dicat nunc Israël;
2  saepe expugnaverunt me a juventute mea: etenim non potuerunt mihi.
3  Supra dorsum meum fabricaverunt peccatores; prolongaverunt iniquitatem suam.
4  Dominus justus concidit cervices peccatorum.
5  Confundantur, et convertantur retrorsum omnes qui oderunt Sion.
6  Fiant sicut foenum tectorum, quod priusquam evellatur exaruit:
7  de quo non implevit manum suam qui metit, et sinum suum qui manipulos colligit.
8  Et non dixerunt qui praeteribant: Benedictio Domini super vos. Benediximus vobis in nomine
Domini.

Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer

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1  Many a time have they fought against me from my youth up: may Israel now say.
2  Yea, many a time have they vexed me from my youth up: but they have not prevailed against me.
3  The plowers plowed upon my back: and made long furrows.
4  But the righteous Lord: hath hewn the snares of the ungodly in pieces.
5  Let them be confounded and turned backward: as many as have evil will at Sion.
6  Let them be even as the grass growing upon the house-tops: which withereth afore it be plucked up;
7  Whereof the mower filleth not his hand: neither he that bindeth up the sheaves his bosom.
8  So that they who go by say not so much as, The Lord prosper you: we wish you good luck in the Name of the Lord.

Káldi fordítás

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Ének a fölmenetekre. Gyakorta ostromlottak engem ifjúságomtól… mondja meg most Izrael,
gyakorta ostromoltak engem ifjúságomtól: de semmit sem tehettek nekem.
Hátamon kovácsoltak a bűnösök, sokáig űzték gonoszságukat;
de az igaz Úr megtöré a bűnösök nyakát.
Szégyenűljenek meg és hátráljanak mindnyájan, kik Siont gyűlölik.
Legyenek, mint a háztetők füve, mely mielőtt kiszaggattatnék, elszárad;
melylyel az arató nem tölti meg kezét, sem ölét a kévekötő,
és hol nem mondják az átmenők: Az Úr áldása legyen rajtatok, áldunk titeket az Úr nevében.