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PSALM 129

Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion’s Enemies.

A Song of Ascents.

1Lit MuchMany times they have attacked me from my youth up,”
Let Israel say,
2Lit MuchMany times they have attacked me from my youth up;
Yet they have not prevailed against me.
3The plowers plowed upon my back;
They lengthened their furrows.”
4The Lord is righteous;
He has cut up the ropes of the wicked.
5May all who hate Zion
Be put to shame and turned backward;
6May they be like grass upon the housetops,
Which withers before it Lit draws outgrows up;
7With which the harvester does not fill his Lit palmhand,
Or the binder of sheaves his Lit the fold of his robearms;
8Nor do those who pass by say,
“The blessing of the Lord be upon you;
We bless you in the name of the Lord.”