Psalm 129

129:1 A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:
129:2 Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.
129:3 Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.
129:4 Jehovah `is' righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.
129:5 Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.
129:6 They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,
129:7 That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.
129:8 And the passers by have not said, `The blessing of Jehovah `is' on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'