Psalms 129

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

A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', let Israel now say;

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

'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; but they have not prevailed against me.

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

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

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

The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'

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

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

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

Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it springeth up;

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

Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

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

Neither do they that go by say: 'The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.'