| 1 | "Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth," let Israel now say -- |
| 2 | "Sorely have they afflicted me from my youth, yet they have not prevailed against me. |
| 3 | The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows." |
| 4 | The LORD is righteous; he has cut the cords of the wicked. |
| 5 | May all who hate Zion be put to shame and turned backward! |
| 6 | Let them be like the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up, |
| 7 | with which the reaper does not fill his hand or the binder of sheaves his bosom, |
| 8 | while those who pass by do not say, "The blessing of the LORD be upon you! We bless you in the name of the LORD!" |