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 degrees. They haue often times afflicted me from my youth (may Israel nowe say)

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

They haue often times afflicted me from my youth: but they could not preuaile against me.

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

The plowers plowed vpon my backe, and made long furrowes.

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

But the righteous Lord hath cut the cordes of the wicked.

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

They that hate Zion, shalbe all ashamed and turned backward.

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

They shalbe as the grasse on the house tops, which withereth afore it commeth forth.

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

Whereof the mower filleth not his hand, neither the glainer his lap:

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 they, which go by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you, or, We blesse you in the Name of the Lord.