Psalm 109
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
1 God of
my praise, don’t
remain silent,
2 for
they have opened
the mouth of
the wicked and
the mouth of
deceit against me.
They have spoken
to me with
a lying tongue.
3 They
have also surrounded
me with words
of hatred,
and fought
against me without
a cause.
4 In
return for my love,
they are my
adversaries;
but I am in
prayer.
5 They
have rewarded me
evil for good,
and hatred for
my love.
6 Set
a wicked man
over him.
Let an adversary
stand at his
right hand.
7 When
he is judged,
let him come
out guilty.
Let his prayer
be turned into
sin.
8 Let
his days be
few.
Let another take
his office.
9 Let
his children be
fatherless,
and his wife
a widow.
10 Let his
children be wandering beggars.
Let them be
sought from their
ruins.
11 Let the
creditor seize all
that he has.
Let strangers plunder the
fruit of his
labor.
12 Let
there be no
one to extend
kindness to him,
neither let there
be anyone to have
pity on his
fatherless children.
13 Let
his posterity be
cut off.
In the
generation following let
their name be
blotted out.
14 Let
the iniquity of
his fathers be
remembered by the
LORD.
Don’t let the sin
of his mother be
blotted out.
15 Let
them be before
the LORD
continually,
that he may
cut off their
memory from
the earth;
16 because
he didn’t remember
to show kindness,
but persecuted
the poor and
needy man,
the broken in
heart, to kill
them.
17 Yes,
he loved cursing,
and it came to
him.
He didn’t delight
in blessing, and
it was far
from him.
18 He
clothed himself also
with cursing as
with his garment.
It came into
his inward parts
like water,
like oil into
his bones.
19 Let
it be to
him as the clothing
with which he covers
himself,
for the belt
that is
always around him.
20 This
is the reward
of my adversaries
from the LORD,
of those who
speak evil against
my soul.
21 But
deal with me,
GOD the Lord,
for your name’s
sake,
because your
loving kindness is
good, deliver me;
22 for
I am poor and
needy.
My heart is
wounded within me.
23 I fade
away like an evening
shadow.
I am shaken
off like a locust.
24 My
knees are weak
through fasting.
My body is thin
and lacks fat.
25 I
have also become
a reproach to
them.
When they see
me, they shake
their head.
26 Help
me, LORD, my
God.
Save me according
to your loving
kindness;
27 that
they may know
that this is
your hand;
that you, LORD,
have done it.
28 They
may curse, but
you bless.
When they arise,
they will
be shamed,
but your servant
shall rejoice.
29 Let my
adversaries be
clothed with
dishonor.
Let them cover themselves
with their own
shame as with a
robe.
30 I
will give great
thanks to the
LORD with my
mouth.
Yes, I will
praise him among
the multitude.
31 For
he will stand
at the right
hand of the needy,
to save him
from those who
judge his soul.