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Psalm 109

Deus laudum

Hold not thy tongue, O God of my praise; for the mouth of the ungodly, yea, the mouth of the deceitful is opened upon me. And they have spoken against me with false tongues; they compassed me about also with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause. For the love that I had unto them, lo, they take now my contrary part; but I give myself unto prayer. Thus have they rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my good will.

Set thou an ungodly man to be ruler over him, and let Satan stand at his right hand. When sentence is given upon him, let him be condemned; and let his prayer be turned into sin. Let his days be few; and let another take his office. Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow. Let his children be vagabonds, and beg their bread; let them seek it also out of desolate places. Let the extortioner consume all that he hath; and let the stranger spoil his labour. Let there be no man to pity him, nor to have compassion upon his fatherless children. Let his posterity be destroyed; and in the next generation let his name be clean put out. Let the wickedness of his fathers be had in remembrance in the sight of the Lord; and let not the sin of his mother be done away. Let them always be before the Lord, that he may root out the memorial of them from off the earth; and that, because his mind was not to do good, but persecuted the poor helpless man, that he might slay him that was vexed at the heart.

His delight was in cursing, and it shall happen unto him; he loved not blessing, therefore shall it be far from him. He clothed himself with cursing like as with a raiment, and it shall come into his bowels like water, and like oil into his bones. Let it be unto him as the cloak that he hath upon him, and as the girdle that he is always girded withal.

Let it thus happen from the Lord unto mine enemies, and to those that speak evil against my soul. But deal thou with me, O Lord God, according unto thy Name; for sweet is thy mercy. O deliver me, for I am helpless and poor, and my heart is wounded within me. I go hence like the shadow that departeth, and am driven away as the grasshopper. My knees are weak through fasting; my flesh is dried up for want of fatness. I am become also a reproach unto them; they that looked upon me shook their heads.

Help me, O Lord my God; O save me according to thy mercy, and they shall know how that this is thy hand, and that thou, Lord, hast done it. Though they curse, yet bless thou; and let them be confounded that rise up against me. But let thy servant rejoice. Let mine adversaries be clothed with shame; and let them cover themselves with their own confusion, as with a cloak.

As for me, I will give great thanks unto the Lord with my mouth, and praise him among the multitude; for he shall stand at the right hand of the poor, to save his soul from unrighteous judges.

The coverdale translation edited by W.S. Peterson and Valerie Macys — used with permission.