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 backand 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 Zionbe turned back in shame.⁶ May they be like grass on the roof,which withers before it can grow;⁷ a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,nor one who gathers fill his arms.⁸ May those who pass by not say to them,“The blessing of the Lord be on you;we bless you in the name of the Lord.”