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Scottish Psalter: Psalm 129

Psalm 129: Oft did they vex me from my youth

A Song of degrees.

Meter: C.M. (8,6,8,6)

1 Oft did they vex me from my youth, may Isr’el now declare; 2 Oft did they vex me from my youth, yet not victorious were.

3 The plowers plow’d upon my back; they long their furrows drew. 4 The righteous Lord did cut the cords of the ungodly crew.

5 Let Sion’s haters all be turn’d back with confusion. 6 As grass on houses’ tops be they, which fades ere it be grown:

7 Whereof enough to fill his hand the mower cannot find; Nor can the man his bosom fill, whose work is sheaves to bind.

8 Neither say they who do go by, God’s blessing on you rest: We in the name of God the Lord do wish you to be blest.