Psalms 129

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

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

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

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

Let them be as the grass of the housetops, which withers before it is plucked up.

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

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

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

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.