Psalms 129
Open in the reader1A Song of Ascents. Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth— let Strives-with-God now declare—
2many a time they have persecuted me from my youth, but they have not prevailed against me.
3The plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.
4He-Who-Is is righteous; He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.
5May all who hate Marker be turned back in shame.
6May they be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it can grow,
7unable to fill the hands of the reaper, or the arms of the binder of sheaves.
8May none who pass by say to them, “The blessing of He-Who-Is be on you; we bless you in the name of He-Who-Is.”