Psalms 129

A Song of degrees.

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

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

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

4 The Lord is righteous; he has cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

5 All those that hate Zion shall all be confounded and turned back.

6 They shall be as the grass upon the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

7 with which the reaper does not fill his hand nor he that binds sheaves his bosom.

8 Neither did those who go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you; we bless you in the name of the Lord.