- 1. A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:
- 2. Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.
- 3. Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.
- 4. Jehovah `is' righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.
- 5. Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.
- 6. They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,
- 7. That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.
- 8. And the passers by have not said, `The blessing of Jehovah `is' on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'
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