1 “Since my youth they have often attacked me,”let Israel say.
2 “Since my youth they have often attacked me,but they have not defeated me.
3 The plowers plowed my back;they made their furrows long.
4 The Lord is just;he cut the ropes of the wicked.”
5 May all who hate Zionbe humiliated and turned back!
6 May they be like the grass on the rooftopswhich withers before one can even pull it up,
7 which cannot fill the reaper’s hand,or the lap of the one who gathers the grain!
8 Those who pass by will not say,“May you experience the Lord’s blessing!We pronounce a blessing on you in the name of the Lord.”