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