Psalms 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.

3Plowers have plowed over my back, || They have made their furrows long.

4YHWH [is] righteous, || He has cut apart cords of the wicked.

5All hating Zion [are] confounded and turn backward.

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

7That has 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 YHWH [is] on you, || We blessed you in the Name of YHWH!”

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