Psalms 129

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

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

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

Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

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

Plowers have plowed over my back, They have made their furrows long.

4 The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

YHWH [is] righteous, He has cut apart cords of the wicked.

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

All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

6 Let them be as the grass of the house-tops, which withers before it is plucked up.

They are as grass of the roofs, That withers before it was drawn out,

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

That has not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

8 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.

And the passers by have not said, “The blessing of YHWH [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of YHWH!”