Psalm 129

 

A song of ascents.

 

 

1                    They have greatly oppressed me from my youth—let Israel say—

 

2                    they have greatly oppressed me from my youth, but they have not gained the victory over me.

 

3                    Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long.

 

4                    But the LORD is righteous; He has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.

 

5                    May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.

 

6                    May they be like grass on the roof, which withers before it can grow;

 

7                    with it the reaper cannot fill his hands, nor the one who gathers fill his arms.

 

8                    May those who pass by not say, “The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.”