Psalms 129

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

Canticum graduum. Sæpe expugnaverunt me a iuventute mea, dicat nunc Israel.

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

Sæpe expugnaverunt me a iuventute mea: etenim non potuerunt mihi.

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

Supra dorsum meum fabricaverunt peccatores: prolongaverunt iniquitatem suam.

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

Dominus iustus concidit cervices peccatorum:

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

confundantur et convertantur retrorsum omnes, qui oderunt Sion.

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

Fiant sicut fœnum tectorum: quod priusquam evellatur, exaruit:

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

De quo non implevit manum suam qui metit, et sinum suum qui manipulos colligit.

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

Et non dixerunt qui præteribant: Benedictio Domini super vos: benediximus vobis in nomine Domini.