Psalms — Chapter 129

1A song of ascents. Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth—let Israel now declare—

2many a time they have persecuted me from my youth, but they have not prevailed against me.

3The plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.

4The LORD is righteous; He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.

5May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.

6May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,

7unable to fill the hands of the reaper, or the arms of the binder of sheaves.

8May none who pass by say to them, “The blessing of the LORD be on you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.”

1Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

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

3The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

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

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

6Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

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

8Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

8Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; We bless you in the name of Jehovah. Psalm 130 A Song of Ascents.

1A song of ascents. “Since my youth they have often attacked me,” let Israel say.

2“Since my youth they have often attacked me, but they have not defeated me.

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

4The Lord is just; he cut the ropes of the wicked.”

5May all who hate Zion be humiliated and turned back.

6May they be like the grass on the rooftops, which withers before one can even pull it up,

7which cannot fill the reaper’s hand or the lap of the one who gathers the grain.

8Those who pass by will not say, “May you experience the Lord’s blessing! We pronounce a blessing on you in the name of the Lord.”

1Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say,

2many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

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

4Yahweh is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

5Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

6Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up;

7with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

8Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of Yahweh be on you. We bless you in Yahweh’s name.”