19_PSA_129_01 A song of degrees. Many A time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
19_PSA_129_02 Many A time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.
19_PSA_129_03 the plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
19_PSA_129_04 the LORD [ Is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
19_PSA_129_05 let them all be confounded And turned back that hate Zion.
19_PSA_129_06 let them be as the grass [ upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
19_PSA_129_07 wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
19_PSA_129_08 neither do they which go by say, the blessing of the LORD [ be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.