Psalms


129:1
 A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:


129:2
 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.


129:3
 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.


129:4
 The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.


129:5
 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.


129:6
 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:


129:7
 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.


129:8
 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.