Psalms 129

1[A Song of degrees.] Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say: {Many...: or, Much}● 2Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me. {Many...: or, Much}● 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.●