Psalm 129

PROTECTION OF THE OPPRESSED

A song of ascents.

1 Since my youth they have often attacked me—

let Israel say—

2 since my youth they have often attacked me,

but they have not prevailed against me.ac

3 Plowmen plowed over my back;

they made their furrows long.ad

4 The Lord is righteous;

he has cut the ropes of the wicked.a

5 Let all who hate Zion

be driven back in disgrace.b

6 Let them be like grass on the rooftops,

which withers before it grows upA,c

7 and can’t even fill the hands of the reaper

or the arms of the one who binds sheaves.d

8 Then none who pass by will say,

“May the Lord’s blessing be on you.

We bless you in the name of the Lord.”e