| 1 A song of ascents. They have greatly oppressed me from my youth--let Israel say-- |
| 2 they have greatly oppressed me from my youth, but they have not gained the victory over me. |
| 3 Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long. |
| 4 But the LORD is righteous; he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked. |
| 5 May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame. |
| 6 May they be like grass on the roof, which withers before it can grow; |
| 7 with it the reaper cannot fill his hands, nor the one who gathers fill his arms. |
| 8 May those who pass by not say, "The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD." |
