Psalms 129

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

5Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.