Unto the end: a Psalm of David.
O God, pass not over my praise in silence, for the mouth of the sinner and the mouth of the deceitful are opened against me.
They have spoken against me with a deceitful tongue, they have compassed me about also with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
In return for my love they falsely accused me; but I gave myself unto prayer.
And they rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
Set Thou a sinner over him, and let the devil stand at his right hand.
When he is judged, let him go forth condemned, and let his prayer become sin.
Let his days be few, and let another take his office.
Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Let his children be vagabonds without a dwelling place, and let them beg; let them be cast out of their ruined habitations.
Let his creditor search out all his substance, and let strangers spoil all his labours.
Let there be none to help him, nor anyone to have pity upon his fatherless children.
Let his children be given over to destruction; in one generation let his name be blotted out.
Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the Lord, and let not the sin of his mother be blotted out.
Let them be before the Lord continually, and let the memory of them perish from the earth.
Because he remembered not to shew mercy, but persecuted the poor and needy, and one broken in heart, that he might slay him.
And he loved cursing, and it shall come upon him; and he delighted not in blessing, and it shall be far from him.
And he put on cursing like a garment, and it came into his bowels like water, and like oil into his bones.
Let it be to him as a garment wherewith he is clothed, and like a girdle wherewith he is girded continually.
This is the dealing of the Lord with them that slander me, and with them that speak evil against my soul.
But deal Thou for me, O Lord, Lord, for Thy name’s sake, for Thy mercy is good.
Deliver Thou me, for I am poor and needy, and my heart is troubled within me.
I am taken away like a shadow when it declineth; I am shaken off as the locusts.
My knees are grown weak through fasting, and my flesh is changed for want of oil.
I am become a reproach also to them; they looked upon me, and they shaked their heads.
Help me, O Lord my God, and save me according to Thy mercy.
And let them know that this is Thy hand, and that Thou, O Lord, hast done it.
They shall curse, but Thou shalt bless; let them be ashamed that rise up against me; but Thy servant shall be glad.
Let them that slander me be clothed with confusion, and let them be covered with shame, as with a double mantle.
I will greatly praise the Lord with my mouth; yea, I will praise Him among the multitude.
For He hath stood at the right hand of the poor, to save my soul from them that persecute me.