Psalms 129

1 A song of ascents. Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth— let Israel now declare—

A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

2 many a time they have persecuted me from my youth, but they have not prevailed against me.

Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

3 The plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.

The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

4 The LORD is righteous; He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

5 May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.

Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

6 May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,

Let them be as the grass of the housetops, which withers before it is plucked up.

7 unable to fill the hands of the reaper, or the arms of the binder of sheaves.

Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

8 May none who pass by say to them, “The blessing of the LORD be on you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.”

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.