Psalms 129

1 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

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

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

many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

The ploughers ploughed on my back. They made their furrows long.

4 The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

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

6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth before it groweth up:

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

7 With which the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

8 Neither do they who go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

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