To the chief Musician,18 A Psalm of David.
Hold not thy peace,4 O God of my praise;
For the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of the deceitful are opened1 against me: they have spoken14 against me with a lying tongue.
They compassed me about1 also with words of hatred; and fought11 against me without a cause.
For my love they are my adversaries:4 but I [give myself unto] prayer.
And they have rewarded4 me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
Set54 thou a wicked man over him: and let Satan stand4 at his right hand.
When he shall be judged,9 let him be4 condemned: and let his prayer become sin.
Let his days be few; [and] let another take4 his office.
Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Let his children be continually2 vagabonds,4 and beg:14 let them seek1 [their bread] also out of their desolate places.
Let the extortioner6 catch17 all that he hath; and let the strangers5 spoil4 his labour.
Let there be none to extend6 mercy unto him: neither let there be any to favour6 his fatherless children.
Let his posterity be cut off;53 [and] in the generation following let their name be blotted out.11
Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered11 with the LORD; and let not the sin of his mother be blotted out.11
Let them be before the LORD continually, that he may cut off55 the memory of them from the earth.
Because that he remembered1 not to shew2 mercy, but persecuted4 the poor and needy man, that he might even slay32 the broken12 in heart.
As he loved4 cursing, so let it come4 unto him: as he delighted1 not in blessing, so let it be far4 from him.
As he clothed4 himself with cursing like as with his garment, so let it come4 into his bowels like water, and like oil into his bones.
Let it be unto him as the garment [which] covereth4 him, and for a girdle wherewith he is girded4 continually.
[Let] this [be] the reward of mine adversaries6 from the LORD, and of them that speak6 evil against my soul.
But do3 thou for me, O GOD the Lord, for thy name's sake: because thy mercy [is] good, deliver54 thou me.
For I [am] poor and needy, and my heart is wounded1 within me.
I am gone8 like the shadow when it declineth:2 I am tossed up and down8 as the locust.
My knees are weak1 through fasting; and my flesh faileth1 of fatness.
I became also a reproach unto them: [when] they looked4 upon me they shaked55 their heads.
Help3 me, O LORD my God: O save54 me according to thy mercy:
That they may know4 that this [is] thy hand; [that] thou, LORD, hast done1 it.
Let them curse,17 but bless17 thou: when they arise,1 let them be ashamed;4 but let thy servant rejoice.4
Let mine adversaries6 be clothed4 with shame, and let them cover4 themselves with their own confusion, as with a mantle.
I will greatly praise55 the LORD with my mouth; yea, I will praise17 him among the multitude.
For he shall stand4 at the right hand of the poor, to save53 [him] from those that condemn6 his soul.