1. A song of ascents.Viciously have they attacked me from my youth,let Israel say now.
2. Viciously have they attacked me from my youth,yet they have not prevailed against me.
3. Upon my back the plowers plowed,as they traced their long furrows.
4. But the just Lord cut me freefrom the ropes of the wicked.
5. May they recoil in disgrace,all who hate Zion.
6. May they be like grass on the rooftops withered in early growth,
7. Never to fill the reaper’s hands,nor the arms of the binders of sheaves,
8. And with none passing by to call out:“The blessing of the Lord be upon you!We bless you in the name of the Lord!”