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Psalm 129
- From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me.
Let all Israel repeat this:
- From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me,
but they have never defeated me.
- My back is covered with cuts,
as if a farmer had plowed long furrows.
- But the LORD is good;
he has cut me free from the ropes of the ungodly.
- May all who hate Jerusalem
be turned back in shameful defeat.
- May they be as useless as grass on a rooftop,
turning yellow when only half grown,
- ignored by the harvester,
despised by the binder.
- And may those who pass by
refuse to give them this blessing: "The LORD bless you; we bless you in the LORD's name."