A Song of Ascents.
1 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, let Israel now say;
2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up: yet they have not prevailed against me.
3 The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.
4 TheLordis 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 groweth up:
7 Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of theLordbe upon you; we bless you in the name of theLord.