Psalms 129

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¹ A song of ascents. Much have they oppressed me from my youth, now let Israel say.	¹ Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
² Much have they oppressed me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed.	² Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.
³ Upon my back the plowers plowed, as they traced their long furrows.	³ The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
⁴ But the just LORD cut me free from the ropes of the yoke of the wicked.	⁴ The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
⁵ May they be scattered in disgrace, all who hate Zion.	⁵ Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.
⁶ May they be like grass on the rooftops withered in early growth,	⁶ Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
⁷ Never to fill the reaper's hands, nor the arms of the binders of sheaves,	⁷ Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
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!"	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.