Psalms 129

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

5Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

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

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

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

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

7Wherewith the reaper 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!'

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