Psalm
To the director. Of David. A melody.
109 O God of my praise,+ do not keep silent.+
2 For the mouth of the wicked one and the mouth of deception have opened against me.+
They have spoken about me with the tongue of falsehood;+
3 And with words of hatred they have surrounded me,+
And they keep fighting against me without cause.+
10 And without fail let his sons go wandering about;+
And they must do begging,
And they must look for [food] from their desolate places.+
12 May he come to have no one extending loving-kindness,+
And may there prove to be no one showing favor to his fatherless boys.
15 Let them prove to be in front of Jehovah constantly;+
And may he cut off the remembrance* of them from the very earth;+
16 For the reason that he did not remember to exercise loving-kindness,+
But he kept pursuing the afflicted and poor man*+
And the one dejected at heart, to put [him] to death.+
17 And he kept loving the malediction,+ so that it came upon him;+
And he did not take delight in the blessing,+
So that it became far away from him;+
18 And he came to be clothed with malediction as his garment.+
So it came like waters into the midst of him+
And like oil into his bones.
19 May it prove to be for him like a garment with which he enwraps himself+
And as a girdle that he keeps girded about himself constantly.+
20 This is the wages from Jehovah of the one resisting me+
And of those speaking evil against my soul.+
21 But you are Jehovah the Sovereign+ Lord.
Deal with me for the sake of your name.+
Because your loving-kindness is good, deliver+ me.
24 My knees themselves have swayed from fasting,+
And my very flesh has grown lean, without any oil.+
25 And to them I myself have become something reproachable.+
They see me—they begin wagging their head.+
28 Let them, for their part, pronounce a malediction,+
But may you, for your part, pronounce a blessing.+
They have risen up, but let them be ashamed,+
And let your own servant rejoice.+