Psm129:1 A Song of Ascents. 'Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth,' let Israel now say --
Psm129:2 'Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me.
Psm129:3 The plowers plowed upon my back;they made long their furrows.'
Psm129:4 The LORD is righteous;he has cut the cords of the wicked.
Psm129:5 May all who hate Zion be put to shame and turned backward!
Psm129:6 Let them be like the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,
Psm129:7 with which the reaper does not fill his hand or the binder of sheaves his bosom,
Psm129:8 while those who pass by do not say, 'The blessing of the LORD be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD!'