1A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', let Israel now say;
2'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; but they have not prevailed against me.
3The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.
4HaShem is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'
5Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all they that hate Zion.
6Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it springeth up;
7Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
8Neither do they that go by say: 'The blessing of HaShem be upon you; we bless you in the name of HaShem.'