Psalm 129
Vers 1
“They have oppressed me greatly from my youth
Make this your song, O Israel, and repeat it:
“They have oppressed me greatly from my youth,
but they have failed, for I am undefeated.
Vers 2
“They ploughed my back as if they ploughed a field;
long furrows drew those enemies who hound me.”
The LORD is righteous; he, my strength and shield,
has cut the cords with which the wicked bound me.
Vers 3
May all those who hate Zion be brought low
Put them to shame, LORD. Crush them by your power.
Make them like grasses that on housetops grow,
that shrivel in the sun before they flower.
Vers 4
No reaper gathers those to have them threshed;
no binder such a worthless crop will rescue.
No passers-by will shout, “May you be blessed!”
They will not say, “We in the LORD’s name bless you!”