Psalm 129

1 Israel, tell us how your enemies have persecuted you ever since you were young.
2 "Ever since I was young, my enemies have persecuted me cruelly, but they have not overcome me.
3 They cut deep wounds in my back and made it like a plowed field.
4 But the Lord, the righteous one, has freed me from slavery."
5 May everyone who hates Zion be defeated and driven back.
6 May they all be like grass growing on the housetops, which dries up before it can grow;
7 no one gathers it up or carries it away in bundles.
8 No one who passes by will say, "May the Lord bless you! We bless you in the name of the Lord."