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A song of ascents. They have greatly oppressed me from my youth--let Israel say--
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they have greatly oppressed me from my youth, but they have not gained the victory over me.
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Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long.
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But the LORD is righteous; he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.
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May all who hate Zion be turned back in shame.
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May they be like grass on the roof, which withers before it can grow;
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with it the reaper cannot fill his hands, nor the one who gathers fill his arms.
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May those who pass by not say, "The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD."
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