Psalm 128 — The Holy Bible

An ode of ascents.

“Many times they warred against me from my youth,”

Let Israel now say;

“Many times they warred against me from my youth,

Yet they did not overcome me.

The sinners schemed behind my back;

They prolonged their lawlessness.”

The righteous Lord cut in pieces the necks of sinners.

Let all who hate Zion

Be shamed and turned back.

Let them become like grass on the housetops,

Which withers before it is plucked up;

Like grass with which the reaper does not fill his hand,

Nor the gatherer of sheaves, his bosom;

Neither do those who pass by say to them,

“The Lord's blessing be upon you;

In the Lord's name, we bless you.”