Psalm 109

¹To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Holde not thy tongue, O God of my praise.

²For the mouth of the wicked, and the mouth full of deceite are opened vpon me: they haue spoken to me with a lying tongue.

³They compassed me about also with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.

⁴For my friendship they were mine aduersaries, but I gaue my selfe to praier.

⁵And they haue rewarded me euil for good, and hatred for my friendship.

⁶Set thou the wicked ouer him, and let the aduersarie stand at his right hand.

⁷Whe he shalbe iudged, let him be condemned, and let his praier be turned into sinne.

⁸Let his daies be fewe, and let another take his charge.

⁹Let his children be fatherlesse, and his wife a widowe.

¹⁰Let his children be vagabonds and beg and seeke bread, comming out of their places destroyed.

¹¹Let the extortioner catch al that he hath, and let the strangers spoile his labour.

¹²Let there be none to extend mercie vnto him: neither let there be any to shewe mercie vpon his fatherlesse children.

¹³Let his posteritie be destroied, and in the generation following let their name be put out.

¹⁴Let the iniquitie of his fathers bee had in remembrance with the Lord: and let not the sinne of his mother be done away.