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.

1 Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up.

Let Israel now say:

2 many times they have afflicted me from my youth up,

yet they have not prevailed against me.

3 The plowers plowed on my back.

They made their furrows long.

4 Yahweh is righteous.

He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

5 Let them be disappointed and turned backward,

all those who hate Zion.

6 Let them be as the grass on the housetops,

which withers before it grows up,

7 with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand,

nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

8 Neither do those who go by say,

"The blessing of Yahweh be on you.

We bless you in Yahweh’s name."