Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

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

2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

Supra dorsum meum fabricaverunt peccatores: prolongaverunt iniquitatem suam.

4 The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Dominus iustus concidit cervices peccatorum:

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

confundantur et convertantur retrorsum omnes, qui oderunt Sion.

6 Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

Fiant sicut fœnum tectorum: quod priusquam evellatur, exaruit:

7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

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

8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

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