Psalm 129

A Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion's Enemies

129¹ 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."