Psalms 129

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

A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth — oh let Israel say —

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

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

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

The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

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

Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

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

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

Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

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

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

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

Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!