Psalms 129

A song of the degrees.

Many a time have they assailed me from my youth, so should Israel say; Many a time have they assailed me from my youth: yet have they not prevailed against me. Upon my back have ploughmen ploughed; they have drawn long their furrows: Yet the Lord is righteous; he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked. May all be put to shame and turned backward that hate Zion; May they become like the grass of the roofs, which withereth before it is pulled up; Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor his arm he that bindeth sheaves. Nor do they who pass by say, The blessing of the Lord be with you: we bless you in the name of the Lord.
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