| Chapter 129 |
1 | A Song of degrees. 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 hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked. |
5 | Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion. |
6 | Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up: |
7 | Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom. |
8 | Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD. |