Psalm 129:6-8

The Voice

⁶ Let them grow like grass upon rooftops
    that withers and dies in the sun long before it has time to grow,
⁷ Unfit to be harvested by the worker,
    not worthy of the effort to carry off to the binder.
⁸ Unwanted, uncared for—no passersby to greet them, no one to say,
    “May the favor of the Eternal be upon you;
We bless you in His name.”