An exhortation to praise God for saving Israel in their great afflictions.

A Song of Ascents.

129:1 Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up.
Let Israel now say,

129:2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up,
yet they have not prevailed against me.

129:3 The plowers plowed on my back.
They made their furrows long.

129:4 Yahweh is righteous.
He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

The haters of the church are cursed.

129:5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward,
all those who hate Zion.

129:6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops,
which withers before it grows up;

129:7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand,
nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

129:8 Neither do those who go by say,
“The blessing of Yahweh be on you.
We bless you in the name of Yahweh.”