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A Prayer Against the Enemies

A song for going up to worship.

129 They have treated me badly all my life.
    (Let Israel repeat this.)
They have treated me badly all my life.
    But they have not defeated me.
Like farmers plowing, they plowed over my back,
    making long wounds.
But the Lord does what is right.
    He has set me free from those wicked people.

Let those who hate Jerusalem
    be turned back in shame.
Let them be like the grass on the roof.
    It dries up before it has grown.
There is not enough of it to fill a man’s hand
    or to make into a bundle to fill his arms.
Let those who pass by them not say,
    “May the Lord bless you.
    We bless you by the power of the Lord.”

Psalm 129

A song of ascents.

“They have greatly oppressed(A) me from my youth,”(B)
    let Israel say;(C)
“they have greatly oppressed me from my youth,
    but they have not gained the victory(D) over me.
Plowmen have plowed my back
    and made their furrows long.
But the Lord is righteous;(E)
    he has cut me free(F) from the cords of the wicked.”(G)

May all who hate Zion(H)
    be turned back in shame.(I)
May they be like grass on the roof,(J)
    which withers(K) before it can grow;
a reaper cannot fill his hands with it,(L)
    nor one who gathers fill his arms.
May those who pass by not say to them,
    “The blessing of the Lord be on you;
    we bless you(M) in the name of the Lord.”