Psalms 129

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

[A Song of Ascents.] Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say,

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

many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

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

The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

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

Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who 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 on the housetops, which withers before it grows up;

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

with which the reaper doesn't fill his hand, nor he who binds 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 those who go by say, "The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the name of the LORD."