Psalms 109
1Hold not thy peace, O God of my praise; 1
2For the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of the deceitful are opened against me: 1 They have spoken against me with a lying tongue. 1
3They compassed me about also with words of hatred; 1 And fought against me without a cause. 1
4For my love they are my adversaries: 1 But I give myself unto prayer. 1
5And they have rewarded me evil for good, 1 And hatred for my love. 1
6Set thou a wicked man over him: 1 And let Satan stand at his right hand. 1
7When he shall be judged, let him be condemned: 1 And let his prayer become sin. 1
8Let his days be few; 1 And let another take his office. 1
9Let his children be fatherless, 1 And his wife a widow. 1
10Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg: 1 Let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places. 1
11Let the extortioner catch all that he hath; 1 And let the strangers spoil his labour. 1
12Let there be none to extend mercy unto him: 1 Neither let there be any to favour his fatherless children. 1
13Let his posterity be cut off; 1 And in the generation following let their name be blotted out. 1
14Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered with the Lord; 1 And let not the sin of his mother be blotted out. 1
15Let them be before the Lord continually, 1 That he may cut off the memory of them from the earth. 1
16Because that he remembered not to shew mercy, 1 But persecuted the poor and needy man, 1 That he might even slay the broken in heart. 1
17As he loved cursing, so let it come unto him: 1 As he delighted not in blessing, so let it be far from him. 1
18As he clothed himself with cursing like as with his garment, 1 So let it come into his bowels like water, 1 And like oil into his bones. 1
19Let it be unto him as the garment which covereth him, 1 And for a girdle where with he is girded continually. 1
20Let this be the reward of mine adversaries from the Lord, 1 And of them that speak evil against my soul. 1
21But do thou for me, O God the Lord, for thy name’s sake: 1 Because thy mercy is good, deliver thou me. 1
22For I am poor and needy, 1 And my heart is wounded within me. 1
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: 1 I am tossed up and down as the locust. 1
24My knees are weak through fasting; 1 And my flesh faileth of fatness. 1
25I became also a reproach unto them: 1 When they looked upon me they shaked their heads. 1
26Help me, O Lord my God: 1 O save me according to thy mercy: 1
27That they may know that this is thy hand; 1 That thou, Lord, hast done it. 1
28Let them curse, but bless thou: 1 When they arise, let them be ashamed; but let thy servant rejoice. 1
29Let mine adversaries be clothed with shame, 1 And let them cover themselves with their own confusion, as with a mantle. 1
30I will greatly praise the Lord with my mouth; 1 Yea, I will praise him among the multitude. 1
31For he shall stand at the right hand of the poor, 1 To save him from those that condemn his soul.