Psalms 129

1 A song of degrees. They haue often times afflicted me from my youth (may Israel nowe say)

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

2 They haue often times afflicted me from my youth: but they could not preuaile against me.

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

3 The plowers plowed vpon my backe, and made long furrowes.

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

4 But the righteous Lord hath cut the cordes of the wicked.

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

5 They that hate Zion, shalbe all ashamed and turned backward.

Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

6 They shalbe as the grasse on the house tops, which withereth afore it commeth forth.

Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

7 Whereof the mower filleth not his hand, neither the glainer his lap:

with which the reaper does not fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

8 Neither they, which go by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you, or, We blesse you in the Name of the Lord.

Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the LORD’s name.”