The Book of Psalms

Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.

Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.

Let them be as grass on the tops of houses: which withered before it be plucked up:

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.

And they that have passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say:

many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

The LORD is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up,

with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of the LORD be on you. We bless you in the LORD’s name.”