Psalms 129:3
Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.
Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.
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1A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:
2Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.
4Jehovah `is' righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.
10They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
11Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
12On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
13They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
14Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
5He hath built up against me, And setteth round poverty and weariness.
14And I am plagued all the day, And my reproof `is' every morning.
10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
14He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
6My back I have given to those smiting, And my cheeks to those plucking out, My face I hid not from shame and spitting.
26For they have pursued him Thou hast smitten, And recount of the pain of Thy pierced ones.
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
1I `am' the man `who' hath seen affliction By the rod of His wrath.
9He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
35`They smote me, I have not been sick, They beat me, I have not known. When I awake -- I seek it yet again!'
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
23And I have put it into the hand of those afflicting thee, Who have said to thy soul, Bow down, and we pass over, And thou makest as the earth thy body, And as the street to those passing by!'
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
8As I have seen -- ploughers of iniquity, And sowers of misery, reap it!
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
22Come in doth all their evil before Thee, And one is doing to them as Thou hast done to me, For all my transgressions, For many `are' my sighs, and my heart `is' sick!
16And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
5The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
1A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
17At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
21For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,
26They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are rejoicing at my evil. They put on shame and confusion, Who are magnifying themselves against me.
12Thus said Jehovah: Though complete, and thus many, Yet thus they have been cut off, And he hath passed away. And I afflicted thee, I afflict thee no more.
39And they are diminished, and bow down, By restraint, evil, and sorrow.
12They pay me evil for good, bereaving my soul,
3Therefore filled have been my loins `with' great pain, Pangs have seized me as pangs of a travailing woman, I have been bent down by hearing, I have been troubled by seeing.
38I smite them, and they are not able to rise, They fall under my feet,
26For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth:
5All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts `are' for evil,
38If against me my land doth cry out, And together its furrows weep,
14They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
20Remember well, and bow down doth my soul in me.
10let their eyes be darkened -- not to behold, and their back do Thou always bow down.'
2Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.
7That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.
16And He breaketh with gravel my teeth, He hath covered me with ashes.