Psalms 129

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

A Canticle in steps. They have often fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

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

they have often fought against me from my youth, yet they could not prevail over me.

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

The sinners have made fabrications behind my back. They have prolonged their iniquity.

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

The just Lord will cut the necks of sinners.

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

Let all those who hate Zion be confounded and turned backwards.

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

Let them be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can be pulled up:

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

with it, he who reaps does not fill his hand and he who gathers sheaves does not fill 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.

And those who were passing by have not said to them: “The blessing of the Lord be upon you. We have blessed you in the name of the Lord.”