Psalms 128

1A gradual canticle. Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.

2Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

3The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

4The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

5Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.

6Let them be as grass upon the tops of houses: which withereth before it be plucked up:

7Who with the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.

8And they that passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.