Psalm 109. Deus, laudem.

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