Psalm 129 | King James Version
1A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:2Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.3The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.4The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.5Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.6Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:7Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.8Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.
New International Reader’s Version
A song for those who go up to Jerusalem to worship the Lord.
1Here is what Israel should say. ‘My enemies have treated me badly ever since I was a young nation.2My enemies have treated me badly ever since I was a young nation. But they haven’t won the battle.3They have made deep wounds in my back. It looks like a field a farmer has ploughed.4The LORD does what is right. Sinners had tied me up with ropes. But the LORD has set me free.’5May all those who hate Zion be driven back in shame.6May they be like grass that grows on the roof of a house. It dries up before it can grow.7There isn’t enough of it to fill a person’s hand. There isn’t enough to tie up and carry away.8May no one who passes by say to those who hate Zion, ‘May the blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the name of the LORD.’
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