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Psalms 129

    A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem.
  1. From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me. Let all Israel repeat this:
  2. From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me, but they have never defeated me.
  3. My back is covered with cuts, as if a farmer had plowed long furrows.
  4. But the Lord is good; he has cut me free from the ropes of the ungodly.
  5. May all who hate Jerusalem[1] be turned back in shameful defeat.
  6. May they be as useless as grass on a rooftop, turning yellow when only half grown,
  7. ignored by the harvester, despised by the binder.
  8. And may those who pass by refuse to give them this blessing: "The Lord bless you; we bless you in the Lord's name."
  1. Hebrew 'Zion.'

 

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