Psalms 129

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

A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth — oh let Israel say —

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

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

4 The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

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

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

Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;

6 Let them be as the grass of the house-tops, which withers before it is plucked up.

Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

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

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;

8 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.

Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!