1A gradual canticle.
Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.
2Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.
3The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.
4The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:
5let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.
6Let them be as grass on the tops of houses: which withered before it be plucked up:
7Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.
8And 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.