A song for going up to worship.
1 “From the time I was young, people have attacked me. . .”
(Israel should repeat this.)
2 “From the time I was young, people have attacked me,
but they have never overpowered me.
3 They have plowed my back ⌊like farmers plow fields⌋.
They made long slashes ⌊like furrows⌋.”
4 The Lord is righteous.
He has cut me loose
from the ropes that wicked people tied around me.
5 Put to shame all those who hate Zion.
Force them to retreat.
6 Make them be like grass on a roof,
like grass that dries up before it produces a stalk.
7 It will never fill the barns of those who harvest
or the arms of those who gather bundles.
8 Those who pass by will never say ⌊to them⌋,
“May you be blessed by the Lord”
or “We bless you in the name of the Lord.”