"They've kicked me around ever since I was young" - this is how Israel tells it -
"They've kicked me around ever since I was young, but they never could keep me down.
Their plowmen plowed long furrows up and down my back;
Then God ripped the harnesses of the evil plowmen to shreds."
Oh, let all those who hate Zion grovel in humiliation;
Let them be like grass in shallow ground that withers before the harvest,
Before the farmhands can gather it in, the harvesters get in the crop,
Before the neighbors have a chance to call out, "Congratulations on your wonderful crop! We bless you in God's name!"