Psalms 129

1 A song of ascents. “Often since my youth they have attacked me,” let Israel say.

2 “Often since my youth they have attacked me, yet they have not defeated me.

3 The plowers plowed on my back; they made their furrows long.

4 Yahweh is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.”

5 May they all be put to shame and turned back, those who hate Zion.

6 May they be like the grass on the housetops that withers before it grows up,

7 that cannot fill the reaper's hand or the chest of the one who binds bundles of grain together.

8 May those who pass by not say, “May the blessing of Yahweh be on you; we bless you in the name of Yahweh.”