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CHAPTER 109

1
For the choirmaster.
A Psalm
of David.
O God
of my praise,
do not
be silent.
2
For
wicked
and deceitful
mouths
open
against me;
they speak
against
me with lying
tongues.
3
They surround
me with hateful
words
and attack
me without cause.
4
In return for
my love
they accuse me,
but I am a man
of prayer.
5
They repay
me evil
for
good,
and hatred
for
my love.
6
Set
over him
a wicked man;
let an accuser
stand
at
his right hand.
7
When he is tried,
let him be found guilty,
and may his prayer
be regarded
as sin.
8
May his days
be
few;
may another
take
his position.
9
May his children
be
fatherless
and his wife
a widow.
10
May his children
wander
as beggars;
may they seek sustenance
far from their ruined homes.
11
May the creditor
seize
all
he owns,
and strangers
plunder
the fruits of his labor.
12
May there be
none
to
extend
kindness,
and
no one
to favor
his fatherless children.
13
May his descendants
be
cut off;
may their name
be blotted out
from the next
generation.
14
May the iniquity
of his fathers
be remembered
before
the LORD,
and the sin
of his mother
never
be erased.
15
May their sins always
remain
before
the LORD,
that He may cut off
their memory
from the earth.
16
For
he never
thought
to show
kindness,
but pursued
the poor
and needy
and
brokenhearted,
even to their death.
17
The cursing
he loved,
may it fall on him;
the blessing
he refused
to delight in,
may it be far
from him.
18
The cursing
he wore
like a coat,
may it soak into
his body
like water,
and into his bones
like oil.
19
May it be
like a robe
wrapped about him,
like a belt
tied
forever around him.
20
May this
be the LORD’s
reward
to my accusers,
to those who speak
evil
against
me.
21
But You,
O GOD,
the Lord,
deal
kindly with me
for the sake of
Your name;
deliver me
by
the goodness
of Your loving devotion.
22
For
I
am poor
and needy;
my heart
is wounded
within me.
23
I am fading away
like a lengthening
shadow;
I am shaken off
like a locust.
24
My knees
are weak
from fasting,
and my body
grows lean
and gaunt.
25
I
am
an object of scorn
to my accusers;
when they see me,
they shake
their heads.
26
Help me,
O LORD
my God;
save me
according to Your loving devotion.
27
Let them know
that this
is Your hand,
that
You,
O LORD,
have done it.
28
Though they
curse,
You
will bless.
When they rise up,
they will be put to shame,
but Your servant
will rejoice.
29
My accusers
will be clothed
with disgrace;
they will wear
their shame
like a robe.
30
With my mouth
I will thank
the LORD
profusely;
I will praise Him
in the presence
of many.
31
For
He stands
at the right hand
of the needy one,
to save him
from the condemners
of his soul.
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