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Psalm 129

English Standard Version

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1 “Greatly[1] have they afflicted me from my youth”— let Israel now say— (Ex 1:14; Jud 3:8; Jud 3:14; Jud 4:3; Jud 6:2; Jud 10:8; Ps 124:1; Isa 47:12; Jer 2:2; Jer 22:21; Ho 2:15) 2 “Greatly have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me. (Ps 1:1; 2Co 4:8) 3 The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.” (Isa 50:6; Isa 51:23; Mic 3:12) 4 The LORD is righteous; he has cut the cords of the wicked. (Ps 2:3) 5 May all who hate Zion be put to shame and turned backward! (Ps 35:4) 6 Let them be like the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up, (2Ki 19:26; Job 8:12; Ps 37:2; Isa 37:27) 7 with which the reaper does not fill his hand nor the binder of sheaves his arms, 8 nor do those who pass by say, “The blessing of the LORD be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD!” (Ru 2:4; Ps 118:26) 

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Psalm 129

Louis Segond 1910

1 Cantique des degrés. Ils m'ont assez opprimé dès ma jeunesse, Qu'Israël le dise! 2 Ils m'ont assez opprimé dès ma jeunesse, Mais ils ne m'ont pas vaincu. 3 Des laboureurs ont labouré mon dos, Ils y ont tracé de longs sillons. 4 L'Éternel est juste: Il a coupé les cordes des méchants. 5 Qu'ils soient confondus et qu'ils reculent, Tous ceux qui haïssent Sion! 6 Qu'ils soient comme l'herbe des toits, Qui sèche avant qu'on l'arrache! 7 Le moissonneur n'en remplit point sa main, Celui qui lie les gerbes n'en charge point son bras, 8 Et les passants ne disent point: Que la bénédiction de l'Éternel soit sur vous! Nous vous bénissons au nom de l'Éternel! 

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