Psalm 109

¹To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. O God of my praise, be not silent,

²For 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!

³They have compassed me about, And they fight me without cause.

⁴For my love they oppose me, and I — prayer!

⁵And they set against me evil for good, And hatred for my love.

⁶Appoint Thou over him the wicked, And an adversary standeth at his right hand.

⁷In his being judged, he goeth forth wicked, And his prayer is for sin.

⁸His days are few, his oversight another taketh,

⁹His sons are fatherless, and his wife a widow.

¹⁰And wander continually do his sons, Yea, they have begged, And have sought out of their dry places.

¹¹An exactor layeth a snare for all that he hath, And strangers spoil his labour.

¹²He hath none to extend kindness, Nor is there one showing favour to his orphans.

¹³His posterity is for cutting off, In another generation is their name blotted out.

¹⁴The iniquity of his fathers Is remembered unto Jehovah, And the sin of his mother is not blotted out.

¹⁵They are before Jehovah continually, And He cutteth off from earth their memorial.