Psalms 129

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

Canticum graduum. Sæpe expugnaverunt me a juventute mea, dicat nunc Israël;

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

sæpe expugnaverunt me a juventute mea: etenim non potuerunt mihi.

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

Supra dorsum meum fabricaverunt peccatores; prolongaverunt iniquitatem suam.

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

Dominus justus concidit cervices peccatorum.

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

Confundantur, et convertantur retrorsum omnes qui oderunt Sion.

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

Fiant sicut fœnum tectorum, quod priusquam evellatur exaruit:

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

de quo non implevit manum suam qui metit, et sinum suum qui manipulos colligit.

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

Et non dixerunt qui præteribant: Benedictio Domini super vos. Benediximus vobis in nomine Domini.