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. “Often since my youth they have attacked me,” let Israel say.

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

“Often since my youth they have attacked me, yet they have not defeated me.

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

The plowers plowed on my back; they made their furrows long.

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

Yahweh is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.”

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

May they all be put to shame and turned back, those who hate Zion.

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

May they be like the grass on the housetops that withers before it grows 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.

that cannot fill the reaper's hand or the chest of the one who binds bundles of grain together.

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.

May those who pass by not say, “May the blessing of Yahweh be on you; we bless you in the name of Yahweh.”