May they be like (A)grass upon the housetops,
Which withers before it [a]grows up;
With which the harvester does not fill his [b]hand,
Or the binder of sheaves his [c](B)arms;
Nor do those who pass by say,
“The (C)blessing of the Lord be upon you;
We bless you in the name of the Lord.”

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 129:6 Lit draws out
  2. Psalm 129:7 Lit palm
  3. Psalm 129:7 Lit the fold of his robe

May they be like grass on the roof,(A)
    which withers(B) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(C)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    “The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you(D) in the name of the Lord.”

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