Psalms 129

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

Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.

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

Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

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

The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

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

The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

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

Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.

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

Let them be as grass on the tops of houses: which withered before it be plucked up:

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

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth 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.

And they that have passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.