1 A Psalm of David. Judge thou, O Lord, them that injure me, fight against them that fight against me.
3 Bring forth a sword, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say to my soul, I am thy salvation.
4 Let them that seek my soul be ashamed and confounded: let them that devise evils against me be turned back and put to shame.
7 For without cause they have hid for me their destructive snare: without a cause they have reproached my soul.
8 Let a snare which they know not come upon them: and the gin which they hid take them; and let them fall into the very same snare.
10 All my bones shall say, O Lord, who is like to thee? delivering the poor out of the hand of them that are stronger than he, yea, the poor and needy one from them that spoil him.
13 But I, when they troubled me, put on sackcloth, and humbled my soul with fasting: and my prayer shall return to my own bosom.
14 I behaved agreeably towards them as if it had been our neighbour or brother: I humbled myself as one mourning and sad of countenance.
15 Yet they rejoiced against me, and plagues were plentifully brought against me, and I knew it not: they were scattered, but repented not.
17 O Lord, when wilt thou look upon me? Deliver my soul from their mischief, mine only-begotten one from the lions.
18 I will give thanks to thee even in a great congregation: in an abundant people I will praise thee.
19 Let not them that are mine enemies without a cause rejoice against me; who hate me for nothing, and wink with their eyes.
24 Judge me, O Lord, according to thy righteousness, O Lord my God; and let them not rejoice against me.
25 Let them not say in their hearts, Aha, aha, it is pleasing to our soul: neither let them say, We have devoured him.
26 Let them be confounded and ashamed together that rejoice at my afflictions: let them be clothed with shame and confusion that speak great swelling words against me.