Psalms 129

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

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

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, 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 on my back. They made their furrows long.

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

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

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

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

Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

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

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

7 with which the reaper does not fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

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

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

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