Psalms 129

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

“A psalm of the steps, or the goings up.” Much have they afflicted me from my youth, May Israel now say;

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

Much have they afflicted me from my youth, Yet have they not prevailed against me.

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

The ploughers ploughed up my back; They made long their furrows;

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

But the LORD was righteous; He cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

Let all be driven back with shame Who hate Zion!

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

Let them be as grass upon the house-tops, Which withereth before one pulleth it up;

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

With which the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth 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 who pass by do not say, “The blessing of the LORD be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD!”