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A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem.
From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me.
Let all Israel repeat this:
From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me.
Let all Israel repeat this:
From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me,
but they have never defeated me.
but they have never defeated me.
My back is covered with cuts,
as if a farmer had plowed long furrows.
as if a farmer had plowed long furrows.
But the LORD is good;
he has cut me free from the ropes of the ungodly.
he has cut me free from the ropes of the ungodly.
May they be as useless as grass on a rooftop,
turning yellow when only half grown,
turning yellow when only half grown,
ignored by the harvester,
despised by the binder.
despised by the binder.
And may those who pass by
refuse to give them this blessing:
“The LORD bless you;
we bless you in the LORD’s name.”
refuse to give them this blessing:
“The LORD bless you;
we bless you in the LORD’s name.”
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