Psalms Chapitre 129

¹ A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say: Many: or, Much share content_copy

² Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me. Many: or, Much share content_copy

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

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

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

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

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

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. share content_copy