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Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion’s Enemies.
A Song of Ascents.
1 “Many times they have persecuted me (Israel) from my youth,”
Let Israel now say,
2 “Many times they have persecuted me from my youth,
Yet they have not prevailed against me.
3 “The [enemies, like] plowers plowed on my back;
They made their furrows [of suffering] long [in Israel].”
4 The Loʀᴅ is righteous;
He has cut in two the [thick] cords of the wicked [which enslaved the people of Israel].
5 May all who hate Zion
Be put to shame and turned backward [in defeat].
6 Let them be like the grass on the housetops,
Which withers before it grows up,
7 With which the reaper does not fill his hand,
Nor the binder of sheaves his arms,
8 Nor do those who pass by say,
“The blessing of the Loʀᴅ be upon you;
We bless you in the name of the Loʀᴅ.”