Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth — oh let Israel say —

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

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

3 The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

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

4 Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

5 Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;

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

6 Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

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

7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;

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

8 Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!

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.