Psalm 129

¹A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

²Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

³Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

⁴Jehovah [is] righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

⁵Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

⁶They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,

⁷That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

⁸And the passers by have not said, 'The blessing of Jehovah [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'