Psalms 129
1 A Song of Ascents. They have greatly afflicted me from my youth—let Israel say this!
2 They have greatly afflicted me from my youth, but they have not overcome me.
3 On my back, plowmen plowed and made their furrows long.
4 The LORD is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.
5 May all who hate Zion be put to shame and turn back.
6 May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can be pulled up.
7 The reaper does not fill his hand with it, nor does the one who gathers sheaves fill the fold of his garment.
8 And those who pass by do not say, “May the LORD’s blessing be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD.”
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