Psalms 129

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

A Canticle in steps. They have often fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

2 Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

they have often fought against me from my youth, yet they could not prevail over me.

3 Plowers have plowed over my back, They have made their furrows long.

The sinners have made fabrications behind my back. They have prolonged their iniquity.

4 YHWH [is] righteous, He has cut apart cords of the wicked.

The just Lord will cut the necks of sinners.

5 All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

Let all those who hate Zion be confounded and turned backwards.

6 They are as grass of the roofs, That withers before it was drawn out,

Let them be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can be pulled up:

7 That has not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

with it, he who reaps does not fill his hand and he who gathers sheaves does not fill his bosom.

8 And the passers by have not said, “The blessing of YHWH [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of YHWH!”

And those who were passing by have not said to them: “The blessing of the Lord be upon you. We have blessed you in the name of the Lord.”