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