1 “To the chief musician, by David, a psalm.” O God of my praise, do not keep silence. 2 For the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit are opened against me: they have spoken with me with the tongue of falsehood. 3 Also with words of hatred have they encompassed me, and they fight against me without a cause. 4 In recompense for my love are they my accusers, while I have nothing but prayer. 5 And they impose evil on me in recompense for good, and hatred in lieu of my love. 6 Appoint thou a wicked man over him: and let an accuser stand at his right hand. 7 When he is to be judged, let him go forth guilty, and let his prayer become sin. 8 Let his days be few, and let another take his office. 9 Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow. 10 Let his children be continually moving about, and beg, and let them seek their bread out of their ruined places. 11 Let the creditor lay snares after all that he hath, and let strangers plunder his labor. 12 Let him have none that extendeth kindness, and let there be none that is gracious to his fatherless children. 13 Let his posterity be cut off: in another generation let their name be blotted out. 14 Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered by the Lord, and let the sin of his mother not be blotted out. 15 Let them be before the Lord continually, that he may cut off from the earth their memory. 16 For the reason that he remembered not to show kindness; but persecuted the poor and needy man, and the grieved in heart to put him to death. 17 As he loved cursing, so let it come over him: and as he delighted not in blessing, so let it be far from him. 18 And he clothed himself with cursing as with his garment, and it cometh like water within him, and like oil into his bones. 19 Let it be unto him as a garment in which he wrappeth himself, and for a girdle let him be continually girded with it. 20 Let this be the reward of my accusers from the Lord, and of those that speak evil against my soul. 21 But thou, O Eternal Lord, deal with me for the sake of thy name: because thy kindness is good, deliver thou me. 22 For poor and needy am I, and my heart is deeply wounded within me. 23 Like the shadow when it declineth do I hasten away: I am driven suddenly off like the locusts. 24 My knees stumble through fasting, and my flesh faileth of fatness. 25 And I am become a reproach unto them: when they see me, they shake their head. 26 Help me, O Lord my God: O save me according to thy kindness: 27 That they may know that this is thy hand: that thou, Lord, hast truly done it. 28 Let them then curse, but do thou bless: when they arise, let them be made ashamed; but let thy servant rejoice. 29 Let my accusers be clothed with confusion, and let them wrap themselves, as with a mantle, in their own shame. 30 I will thank the Lord greatly with my mouth, and in the midst of many will I praise him. 31 For he ever standeth at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those that judge his soul.