1 A song of ascents. Since my youth they have often attacked me — let Israel say —
2 since my youth they have often attacked me, but they have not prevailed against me.
3 Plowmen plowed over my back; they made their furrows long.
4 The LORD is righteous; he has cut the ropes of the wicked.
5 Let all who hate Zion be driven back in disgrace.
6 Let them be like grass on the rooftops, which withers before it grows up
7 and can’t even fill the hands of the reaper or the arms of the one who binds sheaves.
8 Then none who pass by will say, “May the LORD’s blessing be on you. We bless you in the name of the LORD.”