Psalms 129

1 A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

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

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

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

3 The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

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

4 The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

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

5 Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

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

6 Let them be as the grass of the housetops, which withers before it is plucked up.

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

7 Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

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

8 Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

Neither they, which go by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you, or, We blesse you in the Name of the Lord.