1 «To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.» Hold not thy peace, O God of my praise;
2 For the mouth of the wicked, and the mouth full of deceite are opened vpon me: they haue spoken to me with a lying tongue.
3 They compassed me about also with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
4 For my love they are my adversaries: but I [give myself unto] prayer.
5 And they haue rewarded me euil for good, and hatred for my friendship.
6 Set thou a wicked man over him: and let Satan stand at his right hand.
7 When he shall be judged, let him be condemned: and let his prayer become sin.
8 Let his days be few; [and] let another take his office.
9 Let his children be fatherlesse, and his wife a widowe.
10 Let his children be vagabounds & beg and seeke bread, comming out of their places destroyed.
11 Let the extortioner catch all that he hath; and let the strangers spoil his labour.
12 Let there be none to extende mercie vnto him: neither let there be any to shewe mercie vpon his fatherlesse children.
13 Let his posteritie be destroied, and in the generation following let their name be put out.
14 Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered with the LORD; and let not the sin of his mother be blotted out.
15 But let them alway be before the Lorde, that he may cut off their memorial from ye earth.
16 Because that he remembered not to shew mercy, but persecuted the poor and needy man, that he might even slay the broken in heart.
17 As he loved cursing, so let it come unto him: as he delighted not in blessing, so let it be far from him.
18 As he clothed himselfe with cursing like a rayment, so shall it come into his bowels like water, and like oyle into his bones.
19 Let it be vnto him as a garment to couer him, and for a girdle, wherewith he shalbe alway girded.
20 [Let] this [be] the reward of mine adversaries from the LORD, and of them that speak evil against my soul.
21 But do thou for me, O GOD the Lord, for thy name's sake: because thy mercy [is] good, deliver thou me.
22 Because I am poore and needie, and mine heart is wounded within me.
23 I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
24 My knees are weak through fasting; and my flesh faileth of fatness.
25 I became also a rebuke vnto them: they that looked vpon me, shaked their heads.
26 Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to thy mercy:
27 And they shal know, that this is thine hand, and that thou, Lord, hast done it.
28 Let them curse, but bless thou: when they arise, let them be ashamed; but let thy servant rejoice.
29 Let mine aduersaries be clothed with shame, and let them couer themselues with their confusion, as with a cloke.
30 I will greatly praise the LORD with my mouth; yea, I will praise him among the multitude.
31 For he shall stand at the right hand of the poor, to save [him] from those that condemn his soul.