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);

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may 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: 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.

Yhwh 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 all be confounded and turned back 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 afore 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 mower 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 which go by say, The blessing of Yhwh be upon you: we bless you in the name of Yhwh.