Psalms 128

1A gradual canticle. Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.

1 Happy is the worshipper of the Lord, who is walking in his ways.

2Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

2You will have the fruit of the work of your hands: happy will you be, and all will be well for you.

3The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

3Your wife will be like a fertile vine in the inmost parts of your house: your children will be like olive plants round your table.

4The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

4See! this is the blessing of the worshipper of the Lord.

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

5May the Lord send you blessing out of Zion: may you see the good of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

6Let them be as grass upon the tops of houses: which withereth before it be plucked up:

6May you see your children's children. Peace be on Israel.

7Who with the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.

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8And they that passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

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