Psalm 129

¹From youth, people have constantly attacked me—

let Israel now repeat!—

²from youth people have constantly attacked me—

but they haven’t beaten me!

³They plowed my back like farmers;

they made their furrows deep.

⁴But the LORD is righteous—

God cut me free from the ropes of the wicked!

⁵Let everyone who hates Zion be ashamed, thoroughly frustrated.

⁶Let them be like grass on a roof

that dies before it can be pulled up,

⁷which won’t fill the reaper’s hand

⁸Let no one who passes by say to them:

“May the LORD ’s blessing be on you!