Psalm 129

1 A Song of the Ascents. <span class=|reftext|><a href=|#|><b>1</b></a> Often they have distressed me from my youth—now let Israel say—

2 Often they have distressed me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me.

3 Upon my back, the plowmen were plowing; they have made long their furrows.

4 YHWH the Righteous One, may He cut off the cords of the wicked!

5 May they be put to shame and turned back, all those hating Zion!

6 May they be like grass on the rooftops that has withered before it can grow,

7 unable to fill the hand of one reaping, or the bosom of one binding sheaves.

8 And neither let those passing by say, “The blessing of YHWH [be] upon you⁺; we bless you⁺ in the name of YHWH!”