A Song of Ascents.
“Many times they have persecuted me from my youth up,”
Let Israel now say,
“Many times they have persecuted me from my youth up;
Yet they have not prevailed against me.
“The plowers plowed upon my back;
They lengthened their furrows.”
The Lord is righteous;
He has cut in two the cords of the wicked.
No Themes for this verse.
May all who hate Zion
Be put to shame and turned backward;
Let them be like grass upon the housetops,
Which withers before it grows up;
With which the reaper does not fill his hand,
Or the binder of sheaves his bosom;
Nor do those who pass by say,
“The blessing of the Lord be upon you;
We bless you in the name of the Lord.”