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A Song of degrees.
1  Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:* Many…: or, Much
2  Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.† Many…: or, Much
3  The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
4  The LORD is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
 
5  Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.
6  Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
7  Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
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.

*129.1 Many…: or, Much

†129.2 Many…: or, Much