King James Version
Psalm
Chapter 129
                                                            A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel 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 [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
                                                    
                        
                    
                                                            Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD [be] upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.