Psalms 129

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

A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', let Israel now say;

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

'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; but they have not prevailed against me.

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

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

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

The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'

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

Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all they that hate Zion.

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

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it springeth up;

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

Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves 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!”

Neither do they that go by say: 'The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.'