Psalms Chapter 129 Young's Literal Translation

Psalms 129:1

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

Psalms 129:2

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

Psalms 129:3

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

Psalms 129:4

Jehovah `is' righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

Psalms 129:5

Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

Psalms 129:6

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

Psalms 129:7

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

Psalms 129:8

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