1 A Song of Ascents. "Many times they have persecuted me from my youth up," Let Israel now say, 2 "Many times they have persecuted me from my youth up; Yet they have not prevailed against me. 3 "The plowers plowed upon my back; They lengthened their furrows."
4 The LORD is righteous; He has cut in two the cords of the wicked. 5 May all who hate Zion Be put to shame and turned backward;
6 Let them be like grass upon the housetops, Which withers before it grows up; 7 With which the reaper does not fill his hand, Or the binder of sheaves his bosom; 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."
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