Psalms 129

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 —

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.

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

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

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.

5Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

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

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,

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;

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!