Psalm 109
or Coverdale
Deus, laudem

¹Hold not your tongue, O God of my praise; *
for the mouth of the wicked,
the mouth of the deceitful, is opened against me.
²They speak to me with a lying tongue; *
they encompass me with hateful words
and fight against me without a cause.
³Despite my love, they accuse me; *
but as for me, I pray for them.
⁴They repay evil for good, *
and hatred for my love.
⁵Set a wicked man against him, *
and let an accuser stand at his right hand.
⁶When he is judged, let him be found guilty, *
and let his appeal be in vain.
⁷Let his days be few, *
and let another take his office.
⁸Let his children be fatherless, *
and his wife become a widow.
⁹Let his children be waifs and beggars; *
let them be driven from the ruins of their homes.
¹⁰Let the creditor seize everything he has; *
let strangers plunder his gains.
¹¹Let there be no one to show him kindness, *
and none to pity his fatherless children.
¹²Let his descendants be destroyed, *
and his name be blotted out in the next generation.
¹³Let the wickedness of his fathers be remembered before
the Lord, *
and his mothers sin not be blotted out;
¹⁴Let their sin be always before the Lord; *
but let him root out their names from the earth;
¹⁵Because he did not remember to show mercy, *
but persecuted the poor and needy
and sought to kill the brokenhearted.
¹⁶He loved cursing,
let it come upon him; *
he took no delight in blessing,
let it depart from him.
¹⁷He put on cursing like a garment, *
let it soak into his body like water
and into his bones like oil;
¹⁸Let it be to him like the cloak which he
wraps around himself, *
and like the belt that he wears continually.
¹⁹Let this be the recompense from the Lord to my accusers, *
and to those who speak evil against me.
²⁰But you, O Lord my God,
oh, deal with me according to your Name; *
for your tender mercys sake, deliver me.
²¹For I am poor and needy, *
and my heart is wounded within me.
²²I have faded away like a shadow when it lengthens; *
I am shaken off like a locust.
²³My knees are weak through fasting, *
and my flesh is wasted and gaunt.
²⁴I have become a reproach to them; *
they see and shake their heads.
²⁵Help me, O Lord my God; *
save me for your mercys sake.
²⁶Let them know that this is your hand, *
that you, O Lord, have done it.
²⁷They may curse, but you will bless; *
let those who rise up against me be put to shame,
and your servant will rejoice.
²⁸Let my accusers be clothed with disgrace *
and wrap themselves in their shame as in a cloak.
²⁹I will give great thanks to the Lord with my mouth; *
in the midst of the multitude will I praise him;
³⁰Because he stands at the right hand of the needy, *
to save his life from those who would condemn him.