A Song of Ascents.
{Or, Much}Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up,
Let Israel now say,
{Or, Much}Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up:
Yet they have not prevailed against me.
The plowers plowed upon my back;
They made long their furrows.
Jehovah is righteous:
He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
Let them be put to shame and turned backward,
All they that hate Zion.
Let them be as the grass upon the housetops,
Which withereth before it {Or, is plucked up}groweth up;
Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand,
Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
Neither do they that go by say,
The blessing of Jehovah be upon you;
We bless you in the name of Jehovah.
Querverweise zu Psalm 129,3 Ps 129,3
As when one ploweth and cleaveth the earth,Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
and I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee, that have said to thy soul, Bow down, that we may go over; and thou hast laid thy back as the ground, and as the street, to them that go over.