| 1 | <A Song of the going up.> Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young (let Israel now say); |
| 2 | Great have been my troubles from the time when I was young, but my troubles have not overcome me. |
| 3 | The ploughmen were ploughing on my back; long were the wounds they made. |
| 4 | The Lord is true: the cords of the evil-doers are broken in two. |
| 5 | Let all the haters of Zion be shamed and turned back. |
| 6 | Let them be like the grass on the house-tops, which is dry before it comes to full growth. |
| 7 | He who gets in the grain has no use for it; and they do not make bands of it for the grain-stems. |
| 8 | And those who go by do not say, The blessing of the Lord be on you; we give you blessing in the name of the Lord. |
