Psa诗 Psalms诗篇, psalm篇 Book of Psalms诗篇, psalm篇 129

A Song of degrees.

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Yisra’el [He Holds Onto The Heel of God] now say:

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

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

The LORD-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] [is] righteous: he has cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Tziyon [Parched Place].

Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withers afore it grows up:

Wherewith the mower fills not his hand; nor he that binds sheaves his bosom.

Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate] [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate].