1 ϯϩⲱⲇⲏ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓⲁⲛⲁⲃⲁⲑⲙⲟⲥ
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2 ⲟⲩⲙⲏϣ ⲛⲥⲟⲡ ⲁⲩⲃⲱⲧⲥ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ ⲓⲥϫⲉⲛ ⲧⲁⲙⲉⲧⲁⲗⲟⲩ
A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:
3 ⲙⲁⲣⲉϥϫⲟⲥ ⲛϫⲉⲡⲓⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ ϫⲉⲟⲩⲙⲏϣ ⲛⲥⲟⲡ ⲁⲩⲃⲱⲧⲥ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ ⲓⲥϫⲉⲛ ⲧⲁⲙⲉⲧⲁⲗⲟⲩ ⲕⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡⲟⲩϣϫⲉⲙϫⲟⲙ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ
Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.
4 ⲛⲁⲩⲙⲓϣⲓ ⲉϫⲉⲛⲧⲁϭⲓⲥⲓ ⲛϫⲉⲛⲓⲣⲉϥⲉⲣⲛⲟⲃⲓ ⲁⲩⲑⲣⲉⲥⲟⲩⲉⲓ ⲛϫⲉⲧⲟⲩⲁⲛⲟⲙⲓⲁ
The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.
5 ⲟⲩⲑⲙⲏⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ϥⲛⲁⲥⲱⲗⲡ ⲛⲛⲓⲙⲟϯ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓⲣⲉϥⲉⲣⲛⲟⲃⲓ
The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.
6 ⲙⲁⲣⲟⲩϭⲓϣⲓⲡⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲙⲁⲣⲟⲩⲕⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲉⲫⲁϩⲟⲩ ⲛϫⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲉⲑⲙⲟⲥϯ ⲛⲥⲓⲱⲛ
Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.
7 ⲙⲁⲣⲟⲩϣⲱⲡⲓ ⲙⲫⲣⲏϯ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲱⲟⲩⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲧⲉⲟⲩϫⲉⲛⲉⲫⲱⲣ ⲫⲏ ⲉϣⲁϥϣⲱⲟⲩⲓ ⲙⲡⲁⲧⲟⲩϥⲟϫϥ
Let them be as the grass of the house-tops, which withers before it is plucked up.
8 ⲫⲏ ⲉⲧⲉⲙⲡⲉϥⲙⲁϩ ⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲛϧⲏⲧϥ ⲛϫⲉⲫⲏ ⲉⲧⲱⲥϧ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲉϥⲙⲁϩ ⲕⲉⲛϥ ⲛϫⲉⲫⲏ ⲉⲧⲥⲱⲕⲓ ⲛⲛⲓⲭⲛⲁⲩ
Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.
9 ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲙⲡⲟⲩϫⲟⲥ ⲛϫⲉⲛⲏ ⲉⲧⲥⲓⲛⲓ ϫⲉⲡⲥⲙⲟⲩ ⲙⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲉϫⲉⲛⲑⲏⲛⲟⲩ ⲁⲛⲥⲙⲟⲩ ⲉⲣⲱⲧⲉⲛ ϧⲉⲛⲫⲣⲁⲛ ⲙⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ
Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.