| 1 | Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up, Let Israel now say, |
| 2 | Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth up: Yet they have not prevailed against me. |
| 3 | The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows. |
| 4 | Jehovah is righteous: He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked. |
| 5 | Let them be put to shame and turned backward, All they that hate Zion. |
| 6 | Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth before it groweth up; |
| 7 | Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom. |
| 8 | Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; We bless you in the name of Jehovah. Psalm 130 A Song of Ascents. |