Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say,

A song of ascents. “Often since my youth they have attacked me,” let Israel say.

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

“Often since my youth they have attacked me, yet they have not defeated me.

3 The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.

The plowers plowed on my back; they made their furrows long.

4 Jehovah is righteous: He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Yahweh is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.”

5 Let them be put to shame and turned backward, All they that hate Zion.

May they all be put to shame and turned back, those who hate Zion.

6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth before it groweth up;

May they be like the grass on the housetops that withers before it grows up,

7 Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom:

that cannot fill the reaper's hand or the chest of the one who binds bundles of grain together.

8 Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; We bless you in the name of Jehovah.

May those who pass by not say, “May the blessing of Yahweh be on you; we bless you in the name of Yahweh.”