Psalm 129 Revised Standard Version

A Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion's Enemies

129 1  A Song of Ascents. "Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth," let Israel now say-- 2  "Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me. 3  The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows." 4  The Lord is righteous; he has cut the cords of the wicked.

5  May all who hate Zion be put to shame and turned backward! 6  Let them be like the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up, 7  with which the reaper does not fill his hand or the binder of sheaves his bosom, 8  while those who pass by do not say, "The blessing of the Lord be upon you! We bless you in the name of the Lord!"

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