Psalm 129:5-7

Contemporary English Version

⁵ I pray that all who hate
    the city of Zion
will be made ashamed
    and forced to turn and run.
⁶ May they be like grass
    on the flat roof of a house,
grass that dries up
    as soon as it sprouts.
⁷ Don't let them be like wheat
    gathered in bundles.