Psalm 129 New Living Translation

A Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion's Enemies

129 1  From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me. Let all Israel repeat this: 2  From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me, but they have never defeated me. 3  My back is covered with cuts, as if a farmer had plowed long furrows. 4  But the Lord is good; he has cut me free from the ropes of the ungodly.

5  May all who hate Jerusalem be turned back in shameful defeat. 6  May they be as useless as grass on a rooftop, turning yellow when only half grown, 7  ignored by the harvester, despised by the binder. 8  And may those who pass by refuse to give them this blessing: "The Lord bless you; we bless you in the Lord 's name."


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