Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion’s Enemies.
A Song of Ascents.
129 “[a]Many times they have attacked me from my youth up,”
Let Israel say,
2 “[b]Many times they have attacked me from my youth up;
Yet they have not prevailed against me.
3 The plowers plowed upon my back;
They lengthened their furrows.”
4 The Lord is righteous;
He has cut up the ropes of the wicked.
5 May all who hate Zion
Be put to shame and turned backward;
6 May they be like grass upon the housetops,
Which withers before it [c]grows up;
7 With which the harvester does not fill his [d]hand,
Or the binder of sheaves his [e]arms;
8 Nor do those who pass by say,
“The blessing of the Lord be upon you;
We bless you in the name of the Lord.”
Footnotes
- Psalm 129:1 Lit Much
- Psalm 129:2 Lit Much
- Psalm 129:6 Lit draws out
- Psalm 129:7 Lit palm
- Psalm 129:7 Lit the fold of his robe