Psalms 129

1 A Song of the going up. Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say);

A Song of Ascents. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say,

2 Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up: Yet they have not prevailed against me.

3 The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.

The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.

4 The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.

Jehovah is righteous: He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

5 Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.

Let them be put to shame and turned backward, All they that hate Zion.

6 Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth before it groweth up;

7 He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.

Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom:

8 And those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be on you; we give you blessing in the name of the Lord.

Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; We bless you in the name of Jehovah.