"Too often they have attacked me from my youth." Let Israel say,

so that passersby do not say, "The blessing of Yahweh [be] upon you. We bless you in the name of Yahweh."

Let all be put to shame and repulsed who hate Zion.

Let them be like grass on [the] housetops, that withers before it grows up,

On my back plowmen have plowed. They have made their furrows long."

Yahweh [is] righteous. He has cut [the] ropes of [the] wicked.

[with] which a reaper cannot fill his hand, nor the binder of sheaves his {arms},

"Too often they have attacked me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me.