1 To the chief music-maker. Of David. A Psalm. God of my praise, let my prayer be answered;

2 For the mouth of the sinner is open against me in deceit: his tongue has said false things against me.

3 Words of hate are round about me; they have made war against me without cause.

4 For my love they give me back hate; but I have given myself to prayer.

5 They have put on me evil for good; hate in exchange for my love.

6 Put an evil man over him; and let one be placed at his right hand to say evil of him.

7 When he is judged, let the decision go against him; and may his prayer become sin.

8 Let his life be short; let another take his position of authority.

9 Let his children have no father, and his wife be made a widow.

10 Let his children be wanderers, looking to others for their food; let them be sent away from the company of their friends.

11 Let his creditor take all his goods; and let others have the profit of his work.

12 Let no man have pity on him, or give help to his children when he is dead.

13 Let his seed be cut off; in the coming generation let their name go out of memory.

14 Let the Lord keep in mind the wrongdoing of his fathers; and may the sin of his mother have no forgiveness.

15 Let them be ever before the eyes of the Lord, so that the memory of them may be cut off from the earth.

16 Because he had no mercy, but was cruel to the low and the poor, designing the death of the broken-hearted.

17 As he took pleasure in cursing, so let it come on him; and as he had no delight in blessing, let it be far from him.

18 He put on cursing like a robe, and it has come into his body like water, and into his bones like oil.

19 Let it be to him as a robe which he puts on, let it be like a band which is round him at all times.

20 Let this be the reward given to my haters from the Lord, and to those who say evil of my soul.

21 But, O Lord God, give me your help, because of your name; take me out of danger, because your mercy is good.

22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.

23 I am gone like the shade when it is stretched out: I am forced out of my place like a locust.

24 My knees are feeble for need of food; there is no fat on my bones.

25 As for me, they make sport of me; shaking their heads when they see me.

26 Give me help, O Lord my God; in your mercy be my saviour;

27 So that they may see that it is the work of your hand; that you, Lord, have done it.

28 They may give curses but you give blessing; when they come up against me, put them to shame; but let your servant be glad.

29 Let my haters be clothed with shame, covering themselves with shame as with a robe.

30 I will give the Lord great praise with my mouth; yes, I will give praise to him among all the people.

31 For he is ever at the right hand of the poor, to take him out of the hands of those who go after his soul.

1 我所赞美的 神啊! 求你不要缄默无声, (本节在《马索拉抄本》包括细字标题)

2 因为邪恶的人的嘴和诡诈的人的口, 已经张开攻击我; 他们用虚谎的舌头对我说话。

3 他们说毒恨的话围攻我, 无缘无故攻击我。

4 他们以敌对的态度来回报我的爱; 至于我, 我只有祷告。

5 他们对我以恶报善, 以憎恨回报我的爱。

6 求你派一个恶人对付他; 派一个对头站在他的右边。

7 他受审判的时候, 愿他被判为有罪; 愿他的祷告成为罪。

8 愿他的年日短少, 愿别人取代他的职分。

9 愿他的儿女成为孤儿; 愿他的妻子成为寡妇。

10 愿他的儿女流离失所, 到处求乞; 愿他们从他们破毁的家中被赶逐出去。

11 愿债主夺去他一切所有的; 愿外人都劫掠他劳碌得来的。

12 愿无人对他施仁慈; 愿无人恩待他的孤儿。

13 愿他的后人被除灭, 愿他们的名字在下一代被涂抹。

14 愿他列祖的罪孽被耶和华谨记; 愿他母亲的罪恶不被涂抹。

15 愿这些罪常在耶和华面前, 好使他们的名号从地上被除掉。

16 因为他从没有想起要施慈爱, 只知道迫害困苦、贫穷和伤心的人, 要把他们置于死地。

17 他爱咒诅, 愿咒诅临到他; 他不喜爱祝福, 愿福乐远离他。

18 他以咒诅当作衣服穿上, 咒诅就像水一般进入他的内脏, 像油一样进入他的骨头。

19 愿这咒诅像衣服一般给他披上, 并当作他常常束上的腰带。

20 愿敌对我和用恶言攻击我的, 都从耶和华那里得到这报应。

21 至于你, 主耶和华啊! 求你为你名的缘故恩待我; 按着你美好的慈爱拯救我。

22 因为我困苦贫穷, 我的内心伤痛。

23 我像日影倾斜, 渐渐消逝, 又像蝗虫被抖掉。

24 我因禁食, 双膝软弱无力; 我的身体消瘦枯干。

25 我成了他们羞辱的对象; 他们一看见我, 就摇头。

26 耶和华我的 神啊! 求你帮助我; 求你按着你的慈爱拯救我,

27 好让人知道这是出于你的手, 是你耶和华所作的事。

28 任凭他们咒诅, 只愿你赐福; 愿起来攻击我的都蒙羞, 你的仆人却要欢喜。

29 愿敌对我的披戴羞辱; 愿他们以自己的耻辱为外袍披在身上。

30 我要用口极力称谢耶和华; 我要在众人中间赞美他。

31 因为他必站在贫穷人的右边, 拯救他脱离定他死罪的人。