Chapter 129

The Cords of the Wicked

A song of ascents.

¹Many a time they have persecuted me from my youth—

let Israel 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.

⁴The LORD is righteous;

He has cut me from the cords of the wicked.

⁵May all who hate Zion

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 the LORD be on you;

we bless you in the name of the LORD.”