Psalms 129

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

Often have they 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.

Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

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

The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

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

The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

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

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

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

Let them be as grass on the tops of houses: which withered before it be plucked up:

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

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth 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.

And they that have passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.