A song of ascents.
1 “They have greatly oppressed me from my youth,”
let Israel say;
2 “they have greatly oppressed me from my youth,
but they have not gained the victory over me.
3 Plowmen have plowed my back
and made their furrows long.
4 But theLordis righteous;
he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.”
5 May all who hate Zion
be turned back in shame.
6 May they be like grass on the roof,
which withers before it can grow;
7 a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,
nor one who gathers fill his arms.
8 May those who pass by not say to them,
“The blessing of theLordbe on you;
we bless you in the name of theLord.”
—https://d1b84921e69nmq.cloudfront.net/3/32k/PSA/129-c438c186fad334e7e74c41edd96ec14a.mp3?version_id=111—