chapter_Psalm_129
Psalm 129:1: A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say: Psalm 129:2: Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me. Psalm 129:3: Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows. Psalm 129:4: Jehovah is righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked. Psalm 129:5: Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion. Psalm 129:6: They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth, Psalm 129:7: That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves. Psalm 129:8: And the passers by have not said, 'The blessing of Jehovah is on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'
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