Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

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

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

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

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

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

4 The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

6 Let them be as the grass [upon] the house-tops, which withereth before it groweth up:

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

7 With which the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom.

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

8 Neither do they who go by, say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

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