SAB Psalms 129

Psalms

Like grass on the rooftop

129:1-8

A Song of degrees.

¹ Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

² Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

³ The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

The people of Israel have always been mistreated by others.

⁴ The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

But God has protected us from them.

⁵ Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Let disaster strike all those who hate Zion.

⁶ Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

⁷ Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

Let them wither and die, like grass on the rooftop.

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.

And let no one say to them, "God bless you."