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129:1	[A song of degrees.] Many a time haue they afflicted me from my youth: may Israel now say.
129:2	Many a time haue they afflicted me from my youth: yet they haue not preuailed against mee.
129:3	The plowers plowed vpon my backe: they made long their furrowes.
129:4	The Lord is righteous: hee hath cut asunder the cordes of the wicked.
129:5	Let them all be confounded and turned backe, that hate Zion.
129:6	Let them bee as the grasse vpon the house tops: which withereth afore it groweth vp:
129:7	Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor hee that bindeth sheaues, his bosome.
129:8	Neither doe they which goe by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you: wee blesse you in the Name of the Lord.


129:1	A song of degrees. They haue often times afflicted me from my youth (may Israel nowe say)
129:2	They haue often times afflicted me from my youth: but they could not preuaile against me.
129:3	The plowers plowed vpon my backe, and made long furrowes.
129:4	But the righteous Lord hath cut the cordes of the wicked.
129:5	They that hate Zion, shalbe all ashamed and turned backward.
129:6	They shalbe as the grasse on the house tops, which withereth afore it commeth forth.
129:7	Whereof the mower filleth not his hand, neither the glainer his lap:
129:8	Neither they, which go by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you, or, We blesse you in the Name of the Lord.


129:1	A songe of the stayres. Many a tyme haue they fought agaynst me fro my youth vp (maye Israel nowe saye.)
129:2	Yee, many a tyme haue they vexed me fro my youth vp, but they haue not preuayled agaynst me.
129:3	The plowers plowed vpon my backe, & made longe forowes.
129:4	But the ryghteous Lorde hath hewen the snares of the vngodly in peces.
129:5	Let them be confounded and turned backwarde, as many as haue euyll wyll at Sion.
129:6	Let them be euen as the grasse growynge vpon the house toppes, whych wythereth afore it be pluckte vp.
129:7	Wherof the mower fylleth not hys hande, nether he that byndeth vp the sheaues, hys bosome.
129:8	So that they whych go by, saye not so moche: as the Lorde prospere you, we wysh you good lucke in the name of the Lorde.