Psalms 129

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

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may 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 afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

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

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

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

Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

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

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

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

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth 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 which go by say, The blessing of Yhwh be upon you: we bless you in the name of Yhwh.