A song of ascents: Since I was young they have often attacked me -let Isra'el repeat it
since I was young they have often attacked me, but they haven't overcome me.
The plowmen plowed on my back; wounding me with long furrows.
But ADONAI is righteous; he cuts me free from the yoke of the wicked.
Let all who hate Tziyon be thrown back in confusion.
Let them be like grass on the roof, which dries out before it grows up
and never fills the reaper's hands or the arms of the one who binds sheaves,