Psalms 129

1 A song of ascents. ‘Sore have they vexed me from youth’ thus let Israel say

2 ‘Sore have they vexed me from youth, but they have not prevailed against me.

3 ‘The ploughers ploughed on my back, they made their furrows long.

4 But the Lord, who is righteous, has cut the cords of the wicked.’

5 Let all who are haters of Zion be put to shame and defeated.

6 May they be as the grass on the house-top, which withers before it shoots up;

7 which fills not the arms of the reaper, nor the lap of the binder of sheaves

8 whereof no one says as they pass, ‘The blessing of God be upon you.’ In the name of the Lord we bless you.