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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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