3The ploughers ploughed up my back; They made long their furrows;
4But the LORD was righteous; He cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
5Let all be driven back with shame Who hate Zion!
6Let them be as grass upon the house-tops, Which withereth before one pulleth it up;
7With which the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom!