1 O God whom I praise, keep not silence; 2 3they beset me with words of hatred, 4My love they requite with hostility, 5Evil for good they reward me, 6“Set over him one who is godless,” they say, 7From his trial let him come forth guilty, 8Grant that his days may be few, 9Grant that his children be fatherless, 10Up and down may his children go begging, 11May all that he owns be seized by the creditor 12May none extend to him kindness, 13His descendants be doomed to destruction! 14May his father’s guilt be remembered, 15on record always before the LORD, 16for he gave no thought to show kindness, 17May the curses he loved light upon him, 18Like a garment he clothed him with curses; 19Let them be like the robe he wraps round him, 20Be this the reward of my adversaries, 21But you, LORD my GOD, 22For I am poor and needy, 23I am gone like a lengthening shadow, 24My knees totter from fasting, 25They heap insults upon me: 26Help me, O LORD my God, 27Teach them that this is your hand, 28Let them curse, if only you bless. 29My opponents be clothed with dishonour, 30I give thanks to you, LORD, with loud voice, 31for he stands by the poor, at his right hand,