128:5. Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.
128:6. Let them be as grass upon the tops of houses: which withereth before it be plucked up:
128:7. Who with the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.
128:8. And 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.
Psalms Chapter 129
De profundis.
A prayer of a sinner, trusting in the mercies of God. The sixth penitential psalm.
129:1. A gradual canticle. Out of the depths I have cried to thee, O Lord:
129:2. Lord, hear my voice. Let thy ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.
129:3. If thou, O Lord, wilt mark iniquities: Lord, who shall stand it.