Psalms 129

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1 A song of ascents. Much have they oppressed me from my youth, now let Israel say.	1 Blessed are all they that fear the Lord: that walk in his ways.
2 Much have they oppressed me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed.	2 For thou shalt eat the labours of thy hands: blessed art thou, and it shall be well with thee.
3 Upon my back the plowers plowed, as they traced their long furrows.	3 Thy wife as a fruitful vine, on the sides of thy house.
4 But the just LORD cut me free from the ropes of the yoke of the wicked.	4 Behold, thus shall the man be blessed that feareth the Lord.
5 May they be scattered in disgrace, all who hate Zion.	5 May the Lord bless thee out of Sion: and mayest thou see the good things of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.
6 May they be like grass on the rooftops withered in early growth,	6 And mayest thou see thy children's children, peace upon Israel.
7 Never to fill the reaper's hands, nor the arms of the binders of sheaves,
8 With none passing by to call out: "The blessing of the LORD be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD!"