The Book of Psalms

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.