Psalms Chapter[BR] 129

1 A song for going up to the Temple. All my life enemies have attacked me. Say it again, Israel.

2 All my life enemies have attacked me, but they have never defeated me.

3 They beat me until I had deep cuts. My back looked like a freshly plowed field.

4 But the Lord does what is right; he cut the ropes and set me free from those wicked people.

Psalms Chapter[BR] 129

5 May those who hate Zion be put to shame. May they be stopped and chased away.

6 They will be like grass on a flat roof that dies before it has time to grow.

7 The one who goes to harvest it will not find enough to cut and stack.

8 May no one walking by those wicked people ever say, "May the Lord bless you! We bless you in the name of the Lord."

Psalms Chapter[BR] 129