3 The plowers plowed upon my back: and made long furrows.

4 But the righteous Lord: hath hewn the snares of the ungodly in

pieces.

5 Let them be confounded and turned backward: as many as have evil

will at Sion.

6 Let them be even as the grass growing upon the house-tops: which

withereth afore it be plucked up;

7 Whereof the mower filleth not his hand: neither he that bindeth

up the sheaves his bosom.

8 So that they who go by say not so much as, The Lord prosper you:

we wish you good luck in the Name of the Lord.

PSALM 130. _De profundis_.

Out of the deep have I called unto thee, O Lord: Lord, hear my voice.

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