Psalms 109
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. God, the one I praise, please don't remain silent,
To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. O God of my praise, be not silent,
2 because wicked and deceitful people are attacking me, telling lies about me.
For the mouth of wickedness, and the mouth of deceit, Against me they have opened, They have spoken with me — A tongue of falsehood, and words of hatred!
3 They surround me with words of hate, fighting against me for no reason.
They have compassed me about, And they fight me without cause.
4 I love them, but they respond with hostility towards me, even while I'm praying for them!
For my love they oppose me, and I — prayer!
5 They pay me back with evil instead of good, with hatred instead of love.
And they set against me evil for good, And hatred for my love.
6 “Appoint someone wicked over him. Have someone stand as an accuser against him.
Appoint Thou over him the wicked, And an adversary standeth at his right hand.
7 When he is judged and sentenced, may he be found guilty. Let his prayers be counted as sins.
In his being judged, he goeth forth wicked, And his prayer is for sin.
8 May his life be short; let someone else take over his position.
His days are few, his oversight another taketh,
9 May his children be left fatherless, and his wife become a widow.
His sons are fatherless, and his wife a widow.
10 May his children be homeless, wandering beggars, driven from their ruined houses.
And wander continually do his sons, Yea, they have begged, And have sought out of their dry places.
11 May creditors seize all that he owns; may strangers take all that he worked for.
An exactor layeth a snare for all that he hath, And strangers spoil his labour.
12 May no one be kind to him; may no one take pity on his fatherless children.
He hath none to extend kindness, Nor is there one showing favour to his orphans.
13 May his descendants die; may his family name be wiped out in the next generation.
His posterity is for cutting off, In another generation is their name blotted out.
14 May the Lord be reminded of the sins of his fathers; may his mother's sins not be blotted out.
The iniquity of his fathers Is remembered unto Jehovah, And the sin of his mother is not blotted out.
15 May their sins be constantly before the Lord; may his name be totally forgotten by people.
They are before Jehovah continually, And He cutteth off from earth their memorial.
16 For he didn't think to be kind to others, instead he harassed and killed the poor, the needy, the brokenhearted.
Because that he hath not remembered to do kindness, And pursueth the poor man and needy, And the smitten of heart — to slay,
17 He loved to put a curse on others—let it come back on him. He had no time for blessings—so may he never receive any.
And he loveth reviling, and it meeteth him, And he hath not delighted in blessing, And it is far from him.
18 He cursed as often as he got dressed. May his curses go into him like the water he drinks, like the olive oil he rubs on his skin that enters his bones.
And he putteth on reviling as his robe, And it cometh in as water into his midst, And as oil into his bones.
19 May his curses stick to him like clothing, may they be pulled tight around him like a belt.”
It is to him as apparel — he covereth himself, And for a continual girdle he girdeth it on.
20 May all this be the punishment of the Lord on my enemies, on those who speak evil of me.
This [is] the wage of mine accusers from Jehovah, And of those speaking evil against my soul.
21 But treat me well, Lord God, because of your own reputation. Save me because you are faithful and good.
And Thou, O Jehovah Lord, Deal with me for Thy name's sake, Because Thy kindness [is] good, deliver me.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is breaking.
For I [am] poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.
23 I am fading away like an evening shadow; I am like a locust that is shaken off.
As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.
24 I am so weak from lack of food that my legs give way; my body is just skin and bones.
My knees have been feeble from fasting, And my flesh hath failed of fatness.
25 People ridicule me—they look at me and shake their heads!
And I — I have been a reproach to them, They see me, they shake their head.
26 Help me, Lord my God; save me because of your trustworthy love.
Help me, O Jehovah my God, Save me, according to Thy kindness.
27 May they recognize that this is what you are doing—that you are the one who saves me.
And they know that this [is] Thy hand, Thou, O Jehovah, Thou hast done it.
28 When they curse me, you will bless me. When they attack me, you will defeat them. And I, your servant, will be happy.
They revile, and Thou dost bless, They have risen, and are ashamed, And Thy servant doth rejoice.
29 May those who accuse me be clothed with disgrace; may they cover themselves with a cloak of shame.
Mine accusers put on blushing, and are covered, As an upper robe [is] their shame.
30 But I will keep on thanking the Lord, praising him to everyone around me.
I thank Jehovah greatly with my mouth, And in the midst of many I praise Him,
31 For he takes a stand to defend the needy, to save them from those who condemn them.
For He standeth at the right hand of the needy, To save from those judging his soul.
