Psalms 129

1 A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

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

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

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

3 Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

4 Jehovah [is] righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

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

5 Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

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

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

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

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

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

8 And the passers by have not said, 'The blessing of Jehovah [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'

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