A song of ascents.*

1 "Too often* they have attacked me from my youth."

Let Israel say,

2 "Too often* they have attacked me from my youth,

yet they have not prevailed against me.

3 On my back plowmen have plowed.

They have made their furrows* long."

4 Yahweh is righteous.

He has cut the ropes* of the wicked.

5 Let all be put to shame and repulsed

who hate Zion.

6 Let them be like grass on the housetops,

that withers before it grows up,

7 with which a reaper cannot fill his hand,

nor the binder of sheaves his arms,*

8 so that passersby do not say,

"The blessing of Yahweh be upon you.

We bless you in the name of Yahweh."