The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre ‎#PCXXIX

PCXXIX. A Song of Degrees

1 Oft from my youth they me distress'd,
may Isr'el say with joy;
2 Oft from my youth, they me distress'd,
but never could destroy.
3 My back as ploughers, oft they plough'd,
and furrows long did make;
4 But the just LORD, the wicked's cords
did all asunder break.

5 All those who Zion hate shall be
confounded and o'erthrown;
6 Shall be as grass on houses tops,
which fades before 'tis grown.
7 Whereof enough to fill his hand
the mower cannot find;
Much less can he his bosom fill,
whose work is sheaves to bind.

8 Nor those who pass by say--'On you
'JEHOVAH's blessing rest!'
Nor these reply - 'In the LORD's name
'we wifh you to be bless'd!'

Text Information

• First Line: Oft from my youth they me distress'd
• Title: A Song of Degrees
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1773
• Scripture:
  Psalm 129
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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