A Song of Ascents.1“Many times they have persecuted me from my youth up,” Let Israel now say,2“Many times they have persecuted me from my youth up; Yet they have not prevailed against me.3“The plowers plowed upon my back; They lengthened their furrows.”4The LORD is righteous; He has cut in two the cords of the wicked.5May all who hate Zion Be put to shame and turned backward;6Let them be like grass upon the housetops, Which withers before it grows up;7With which the reaper does not fill his hand, Or the binder of sheaves his bosom;8Nor do those who pass by say, “The blessing of the LORD be upon you; We bless you in the name of the LORD.”