Psalms 129

1 Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say);

1A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

1 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth — oh let Israel say —

1Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say,

2Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me.

2Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

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

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

3The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made.

3Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

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

3The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.

4The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two.

4Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

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

4Jehovah is righteous: He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

5Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back.

5Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

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

5Let them be put to shame and turned backward, All they that hate Zion.

6Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth.

6They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,

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

6Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth before it groweth up;

7He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems.

7That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

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

7Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves, his bosom:

8And those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be on you; we give you blessing in the name of the Lord.

8And the passers by have not said, `The blessing of Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'

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

8Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; We bless you in the name of Jehovah.