Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

A song of ascents. Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth— let Israel now declare—

2 Many a time, have they harassed me from youth, yet have they not prevailed against me.

many a time they have persecuted me from my youth, but they have not prevailed against me.

3 Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

The plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.

4 Yahweh, is righteous, He hath cut asunder the cords of the lawless.

The LORD is righteous; He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.

5 Let all who hate Zion, be ashamed and shrink back:

May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.

6 Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,

7 Wherewith no reaper, hath filled his hand, nor binder, his bosom:

unable to fill the hands of the reaper, or the arms of the binder of sheaves.

8 Neither have the passers-by ever said, The blessing of Yahweh, be unto you, —We have blessed you in the Name of Yahweh.

May none who pass by say to them, “The blessing of the LORD be on you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.”