1 'n Psalm van Dawid. HERE, twis met die wat met my twis; bestry die wat my bestry!
2 Gryp die klein skild en die grote, en staan op as my hulp!
3 En trek die spies uit en stuit my vervolgers! Spreek tot my siel: Ek is jou heil!
4 Laat hulle wat my lewe soek, beskaamd staan en in die skande kom; laat hulle wat my ongeluk beraam, agteruitwyk en rooi van skaamte word!
5 Laat hulle word soos kaf voor die wind, terwyl die Engel van die HERE hulle wegstoot.
6 Laat hulle weg duister en glibberig wees, terwyl die Engel van die HERE hulle vervolg!
7 Want hulle het sonder oorsaak die kuil met hul net vir my verberg, hulle het sonder oorsaak gegrawe teen my lewe.
8 Laat verwoesting oor hom kom sonder dat hy dit weet, en laat sy net hom vang wat hy gespan het; laat hom daarin val met verwoesting!
9 Maar my siel sal juig in die HERE, dit sal bly wees in sy heil.
10 Al my beendere sal sê: HERE, wie is soos U? U wat die ellendige red van die wat sterker is as hy; ja, die ellendige en behoeftige van sy berower!
11 Kwaadwillige getuies staan op; wat ek nie weet nie, vra hulle vir my.
12 Hulle vergeld my kwaad vir goed: verlatenheid vir my siel.
13 En ek -- toe hulle siek was, het ek 'n roukleed gedra; ek het my siel gekwel met vas, en my gebed het teruggekeer in my boesem.
14 Ek het rondgegaan asof dit 'n vriend, asof dit 'n broer van my was; ek het gebuk gegaan in die rou soos een wat oor sy moeder treur.
15 Maar as ek struikel, is hulle bly en kom bymekaar; hulle vergader teen my, lae mense en die wat ek nie ken nie; hulle laster sonder ophou.
16 Onder die roekeloosste tafelspotters kners hulle met hul tande teen my.
17 Here, hoe lank sal U dit aansien? Bring my siel terug van hulle verwoestinge, my enigste van die jong leeus af.
18 Ek sal U loof in 'n groot vergadering; onder 'n groot skare sal ek U prys.
19 Laat hulle oor my nie bly wees wat sonder grond my vyande is nie; laat die wat my sonder oorsaak haat, nie met die oë knip nie!
20 Want hulle spreek nie van vrede nie, maar hulle bedink bedrieglike woorde teen die stilles in die land.
21 En hulle maak hul mond wyd oop teen my, hulle sê: Ha, ha, ons oog het dit gesien!
22 HERE, U het dit gesien, swyg nie. Here, wees nie ver van my af nie!
23 Ontwaak en word wakker vir my reg; my God en Here, vir my regsaak.
24 Doen aan my reg na u geregtigheid, HERE my God, en laat hulle oor my nie bly wees nie!
25 Laat hulle in hul hart nie sê: Ha, ons begeerte! Laat hulle nie sê: Ons het hom verslind nie!
26 Laat hulle wat bly is oor my ongeluk, beskaamd staan en saam rooi van skaamte word; laat hulle wat hul teen my groot maak, met skaamte en skande beklee word!
27 Laat hulle jubel en bly wees wat 'n behae het in my geregtigheid; en laat hulle altyddeur sê: Groot is die HERE wat 'n welbehae het in die vrede van sy kneg!
28 En my tong sal u geregtigheid prys, u lof die hele dag deur.
1 Strive thou, O Jehovah, with them that strive with me:
Fight thou against them that fight against me.
2 Take hold of shield and buckler,
And stand up for my help.
3 Draw out also the spear, and stop the way against them that pursue me:
Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.
4 Let them be put to shame and brought to dishonor that seek after my soul:
Let them be turned back and confounded that devise my hurt.
5 Let them be as chaff before the wind,
And the angel of Jehovah driving them on.
6 Let their way be dark and slippery,
And the angel of Jehovah pursuing them.
7 For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit;
Without cause have they digged a pit for my soul.
8 Let destruction come upon him unawares;
And let his net that he hath hid catch himself:
With destruction let him fall therein.
9 And my soul shall be joyful in Jehovah:
It shall rejoice in his salvation.
10 All my bones shall say, Jehovah, who is like unto thee,
Who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him,
Yea, the poor and the needy from him that robbeth him?
11 Unrighteous witnesses rise up;
They ask me of things that I know not.
12 They reward me evil for good,
To the bereaving of my soul.
13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth:
I afflicted my soul with fasting;
And my prayer returned into mine own bosom.
14 I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother:
I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.
15 But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together:
The abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not;
They did tear me, and ceased not:
16 Like the profane mockers in feasts,
They gnashed upon me with their teeth.
17 Lord, how long wilt thou look on?
Rescue my soul from their destructions,
My darling from the lions.
18 I will give thee thanks in the great assembly:
I will praise thee among much people.
19 Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me;
Neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.
20 For they speak not peace;
But they devise deceitful words against them that are quiet in the land.
21 Yea, they opened their mouth wide against me;
They said, Aha, aha, our eye hath seen it.
22 Thou hast seen it, O Jehovah; keep not silence:
O Lord, be not far from me.
23 Stir up thyself, and awake to the justice due unto me,
Even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.
24 Judge me, O Jehovah my God, according to thy righteousness;
And let them not rejoice over me.
25 Let them not say in their heart, Aha, so would we have it:
Let them not say, We have swallowed him up.
26 Let them be put to shame and confounded together that rejoice at my hurt:
Let them be clothed with shame and dishonor that magnify themselves against me.
27 Let them shout for joy, and be glad, that favor my righteous cause:
Yea, let them say continually, Jehovah be magnified,
Who hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
28 And my tongue shall talk of thy righteousness
And of thy praise all the day long.