1 A Song of Ascents. “How many times they have been hostile to me, even from my youth” —let Israel now say—
2 “How greatly they have been hostile to me, even from my youth. Yet they have not prevailed against me.
3 Plowmen plowed on my back— they made their furrows long!”
4 Adonai is righteous— He has cut the ropes of the wicked.
5 May all who hate Zion be driven back in disgrace.
6 Let them be like grass on the roofs, which withers before it springs up—
7 with it a reaper cannot fill his hand, nor can a binder of sheaves fill his lap.
8 So the passersby may never say: “The blessing of Adonai be upon you— we bless you in the Name of Adonai.”