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 a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

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

Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

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

Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

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

Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

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

Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

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

Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

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

Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, 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 have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.