A Song of Ascents. ¹ “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.”