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A Song of degrees. 
1  Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say: 
2  Many a time 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 hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked. 
5  Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion. 
6  Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up: 
7  Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom. 
8  Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the LORD be upon you: we bless you in the name of the LORD.