Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

3 The ploughers ploughed on my back. They made their furrows long.

The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

4 The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

Let them be as the grass of the housetops, which withers before it is plucked up.

7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

8 Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the LORD’s name.”

Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.