Psalms 129 ⓘ

129:1 A Song of Ascents. Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

129:2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

129:3 The ploughers ploughed on my back. They made their furrows long.

129:4 The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

129:5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

129:6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

129:7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

129:8 Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the LORD’s name.”