Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

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

Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

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

Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

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

Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

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

Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

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

Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

7 with which the reaper does not fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:

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

Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.