Psalms 129

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

Canticum graduum. Saepe expugnaverunt me a iuventute mea, dicat nunc Israel.

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

Saepe expugnaverunt me a iuventute mea: etenim non potuerunt mihi.

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

Supra dorsum meum fabricaverunt peccatores: prolongaverunt iniquitatem suam.

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

Dominus iustus concidet cervices peccatorum:

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

confundantur et convertantur retrorsum omnes, qui oderunt Sion.

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

Fiant sicut foenum tectorum: quod priusquam evellatur, exaruit:

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

De quo non implebit manum suam qui metit, et sinum suum qui manipulos colligit.

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.

Et non dixerunt qui praeteribant: Benedictio Domini super vos: benediximus vobis in nomine Domini.