Psalms 129

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	LXX
1 A song of ascents. Much have they oppressed me from my youth, now let Israel say.	1 ωδη των αναβαθμων εκ βαθεων εκεκραξα σε κυριε
2 Much have they oppressed me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed.	2 κυριε εισακουσον της φωνης μου γενηθητω τα ωτα σου προσεχοντα εις την φωνην της δεησεως μου
3 Upon my back the plowers plowed, as they traced their long furrows.	3 εαν ανομιας παρατηρηση κυριε κυριε τις υποστησεται
4 But the just LORD cut me free from the ropes of the yoke of the wicked.	4 οτι παρα σοι ο ιλασμος εστιν
5 May they be scattered in disgrace, all who hate Zion.	5 ενεκεν του νομου σου υπεμεινα σε κυριε υπεμεινεν η ψυχη μου εις τον λογον σου
6 May they be like grass on the rooftops withered in early growth,	6 ηλπισεν η ψυχη μου επι τον κυριον απο φυλακης πρωιας μεχρι νυκτος απο φυλακης πρωιας ελπισατω ισραηλ επι τον κυριον
7 Never to fill the reaper's hands, nor the arms of the binders of sheaves,	7 οτι παρα τω κυριω το ελεος και πολλη παρ' αυτω λυτρωσις
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 και αυτος λυτρωσεται τον ισραηλ εκ πασων των ανομιων αυτου