1A pilgrim song "They've kicked me around ever since I was young" —this is how Israel tells it—
2"They've kicked me around ever since I was young, but they never could keep me down.
3Their plowmen plowed long furrows up and down my back;
4Then God ripped the harnesses of the evil plowmen to shreds."
5Oh, let all those who hate Zion grovel in humiliation;
6Let them be like grass in shallow ground that withers before the harvest,
7Before the farmhands can gather it in, the harvesters get in the crop,
8Before the neighbors have a chance to call out, "Congratulations on your wonderful crop! We bless you in God's name!"