To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David.
O God of my praise, be not silent,
For the mouth of wickedness, and the mouth of deceit,
Against me they have opened, They have spoken with me -- A tongue of falsehood,
and words of hatred!
They have compassed me about, And they fight me without
For my love they oppose me, and I -- prayer!
And they set against me evil for good, And hatred for my
Appoint Thou over him the wicked, And an adversary standeth
at his right hand.
In his being judged, he goeth forth wicked, And his prayer
is for sin.
His days are few, his oversight another taketh,
His sons are fatherless, and his wife a widow.
And wander continually do his sons, Yea, they have begged,
And have sought out of their dry places.
An exactor layeth a snare for all that he hath, And
strangers spoil his labour.
He hath none to extend kindness, Nor is there one showing
favour to his orphans.
His posterity is for cutting off, In another generation is
their name blotted out.
The iniquity of his fathers Is remembered unto Jehovah, And
the sin of his mother is not blotted out.
They are before Jehovah continually, And He cutteth off from
earth their memorial.
Because that he hath not remembered to do kindness, And
pursueth the poor man and needy, And the smitten of heart -- to slay,
And he loveth reviling, and it meeteth him, And he hath not
delighted in blessing, And it is far from him.
And he putteth on reviling as his robe, And it cometh in as
water into his midst, And as oil into his bones.
It is to him as apparel -- he covereth himself, And for a
continual girdle he girdeth it on.
This is the wage of mine accusers from Jehovah, And
of those speaking evil against my soul.
And Thou, O Jehovah Lord, Deal with me for Thy name's sake,
Because Thy kindness is good, deliver me.
For I am poor and needy, And my heart hath been
pierced in my midst.
As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have
been driven away as a locust.
My knees have been feeble from fasting, And my flesh hath
failed of fatness.
And I -- I have been a reproach to them, They see me, they
shake their head.
Help me, O Jehovah my God, Save me, according to Thy
And they know that this is Thy hand, Thou, O Jehovah,
Thou hast done it.
They revile, and Thou dost bless, They have risen, and are
ashamed, And Thy servant doth rejoice.
Mine accusers put on blushing, and are covered, As an upper
robe is their shame.
I thank Jehovah greatly with my mouth, And in the midst of
many I praise Him,
For He standeth at the right hand of the needy, To save from
those judging his soul.