Psalms 129

¹A song of ascents. “Too often they have attacked me from my youth.” Let Israel say, ²“Too often they have attacked me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me. ³On my back plowmen have plowed. They have made their furrows long.” ⁴Yahweh is righteous. He has cut the ropes of the wicked. ⁵Let all be put to shame and repulsed who hate Zion. ⁶Let them be like grass on the housetops, that withers before it grows up, ⁷with which a reaper cannot fill his hand, nor the binder of sheaves his ⌞arms⌟, ⁸so that passersby do not say, “The blessing of Yahweh be upon you. We bless you in the name of Yahweh.”