Psalms 129

Psalms 129:1  
A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

Psalms 129:2  
Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

Psalms 129:3  
The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

Psalms 129:4  
The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Psalms 129:5  
Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Psalms 129:6  
Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:

Psalms 129:7  
Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

Psalms 129:8  
Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.


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