PLEAD thou my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me : and fight thou against them that fight against me.
2 Lay hand upon the shield and buckler : and stand up to help me.
3 Bring forth the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me : say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.
4 Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seek after my soul : let them be turned back and brought to confusion, that imagine mischief for me.
5 Let them be as the dust before the wind : and the angel of the Lord scattering them.
6 Let their way be dark and slippery : and let the angel of the Lord persecute them.
7 For they have privily laid their net to destroy me without a cause : yea, even without a cause have they made a pit for my soul.
8 Let a sudden destruction come upon him unawares, and his net, that he hath laid privily, catch himself : that he may fall into his own mischief.
9 And, my soul, be joyful in the Lord : it shall rejoice in his salvation.
10 All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like unto thee, who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him : yea, the poor, and him that is in misery, from him that spoileth him?
11 False witnesses did rise up : they laid to my charge things that I knew not.
12 They rewarded me evil for good : to the great discomfort of my soul.
13 Nevertheless, when they were sick, I put on sackcloth, and humbled my soul with fasting : and my prayer shall turn into mine own bosom.
14 I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother : I went heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
15 But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together : yea, the very abjects came together against me unawares, making mouths at me, and ceased not.
16 With the flatterers were busy mockers : who gnashed upon me with their teeth.
17 Lord, how long wilt thou look upon this : O deliver my soul from the calamities which they bring on me, and my darling from the lions.
18 So will I give thee thanks in the great congregation : I will praise thee among much people.
19 O let not them that are mine enemies triumph over me ungodly : neither let them wink with their eyes that hate me without a cause.
20 And why? their communing is not for peace; but they imagine deceitful words against them that are quiet in the land.
21 They gaped upon me with their mouths, and said : Fie on thee, fie on thee, we saw it with our eyes.
22 This thou hast seen, O Lord : hold not thy tongue then, go not far from me, O Lord.
23 Awake, and stand up to judge my quarrel : avenge thou my cause, my God, and my Lord.
24 Judge me, O Lord my God, according to thy righteousness : and let them not triumph over me.
25 Let them not say in their hearts, There, there, so would we have it : neither let them say, We have devoured him.
26 Let them be put to confusion and shame together, that rejoice at my trouble : let them be clothed with rebuke and dishonour, that boast themselves against me.
27 Let them be glad and rejoice, that favour my righteous dealing : yea, let them say alway, Blessed be the Lord, who hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
28 And as for my tongue, it shall be talking of thy righteousness : and of thy praise all the day long.