Psaumes 129.4
English standard version

Jugement des oppresseurs

¹ A Song of Ascents.
Greatly have they afflicted me from my youth&emdash;
let Israel now say&emdash;
² Greatly have they afflicted me from my youth,
yet they have not prevailed against me.
³ The plowers plowed upon my back;
they made long their furrows.
⁴ The Lord is righteous;
he has cut the cords of the wicked.
⁵ May all who hate Zion
be put to shame and turned backward!
⁶ Let them be like the grass on the housetops,
which withers before it grows up,
⁷ with which the reaper does not fill his hand
nor the binder of sheaves his arms,
⁸ nor do those who pass by say,
The blessing of the Lord be upon you!
We bless you in the name of the Lord!