1 A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', Let Israel now say;
2 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; But they have not prevailed against me.
3 The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows.
4 The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'
5 Let them be ashamed and turned backward, All they that hate Zion.
6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth afore it springeth up;
7 Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
8 Neither do they that go by say: ‘The blessing of the LORD be upon you; We bless you in the name of the LORD.'