Psalms

¹ For the choir director. Of David. A Psalm. O God of my praise, Do not be silent!

² They have spoken to me with a lying tongue.

³ And fought against me without cause.

⁴ But I am in prayer.

⁵ And hatred for my love.

⁶ And let an accuser stand at his right hand.

⁷ And let his prayer become sin.

⁸ Let another take his office.

⁹ And his wife a widow.

¹⁰ And let them search for food from their ruined homes.

¹¹ And let strangers plunder the fruit of his labor.

¹² And let there be none to be gracious to his orphans.

¹³ In a following generation let their name be blotted out.

¹⁴ And let not the sin of his mother be blotted out.

¹⁵ That He may cut off their memory from the earth;

¹⁶ But persecuted the afflicted, the needy man, And the disheartened to put them to death.

¹⁷ And he did not delight in blessing, so it was far from him.

¹⁸ And it came into his inward parts like water And like oil into his bones.

¹⁹ And for a belt with which he constantly girds himself.

²⁰ And of those who speak evil against my soul.

²¹ Because Your lovingkindness is good, deliver me;

²² And my heart is pierced within me.

²³ I am shaken off like the locust.

²⁴ And my flesh has grown lean, without fatness.

²⁵ They see me, they wag their head.

²⁶ Save me according to Your lovingkindness.

²⁷ You, O Yahweh, have done it.

²⁸ They arise and will be put to shame, But Your slave shall be glad.

²⁹ And let them wrap themselves with their own shame as with a robe.

³⁰ And in the midst of many I will praise Him.

³¹ To save him from those who judge his soul.