|To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.|
|1||Be not silent, O God of my praise!||A Psalm of Anathema.|
|2||For wicked and deceitful mouths are opened against me, |
speaking against me with lying tongues.
|3||They beset me with words of hate, |
and attack me without cause.
|4||In return for my love they accuse me, |
even as I make prayer for them.
|5||So they reward me evil for good, |
and hatred for my love.
|6||Appoint a wicked man against him; |
let an accuser bring him to trial.
|7||When he is tried, let him come forth guilty; |
let his prayer be counted as sin!
|8||May his days be few; |
may another seize his goods!
|9||May his children be fatherless, |
and his wife a widow!
|10||May his children wander about and beg; |
may they be driven out of the ruins they inhabit!
|11||May the creditor seize all that he has; |
may strangers plunder the fruits of his toil!
|12||Let there be none to extend kindness to him, |
nor any to pity his fatherless children!
|13||May his posterity be cut off; |
may his name be blotted out in the second generation!
|14||May the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the LORD, |
and let not the sin of his mother be blotted out!
|15||Let them be before the LORD continually; |
and may his memory be cut off from the earth!
|16||For he did not remember to show kindness, |
but pursued the poor and needy and the brokenhearted to their death.
|17||He loved to curse; let curses come on him! |
He did not like blessing; may it be far from him!
|18||He clothed himself with cursing as his coat, |
may it soak into his body like water, like oil into his bones!
|19||May it be like a garment which he wraps round him, |
like a belt with which he daily girds himself!
|20||May this be the reward of my accusers from the LORD, |
of those who speak evil against my life!
|21||But thou, O GOD my Lord, deal on my behalf for thy name's sake; |
because thy steadfast love is good, deliver me!
|22||For I am poor and needy, |
and my heart is stricken within me.
|23||I am gone, like a shadow at evening; |
I am shaken off like a locust.
|24||My knees are weak through fasting; |
my body has become gaunt.
|25||I am an object of scorn to my accusers; |
when they see me, they wag their heads.
|26||Help me, O LORD my God! |
Save me according to thy steadfast love!
|27||Let them know that this is thy hand; |
thou, O LORD, hast done it!
|28||Let them curse, but do thou bless! |
Let my assailants be put to shame;
may thy servant be glad!
|29||May my accusers be clothed with dishonor; |
may they be wrapped in their own shame as in a mantle!
|30||With my mouth I will give great thanks to the LORD; |
I will praise him in the midst of the throng.
|31||For he stands at the right hand of the needy,|
to save him from those who condemn him to death.
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