I’ve been bullied
Road trip song [1]
1Since I was a kid, my enemies have attacked me.Let the nation of Israel acknowledge it and say,
2“His enemies attacked him many times since childhood.
Yet they never could defeat him.
3They plowed his back with cords,
Slicing long rows into his flesh.”
4The LORD is good.
He destroyed the cords
That the wicked used as whips.
Down with haters
5For everyone who hates Jerusalem, [2]Shame on them.
6May they shrivel up and die
Like grassy grain on a rooftop. [3]
7May they die before harvesters
Can fill their hands with the kernels
Or bundle the stalks together
And carry them away in their arms
8So no one who sees them
Will bless them by saying:
“May the good LORD be kind to you.
We’re asking the LORD to bless you.”
