To the leader. Of David. A psalm.
1God of my praise, don’t keep quiet,
2because the mouths of wicked liars
have opened up against me,
talking about me with lying tongues.
3Hateful words surround me;
they attack me for no reason.
4Instead of returning my love, they accuse me—
but I am at prayer.
5They repay me evil for good,
hatred in return for my love.
6"Appoint a wicked person to be against this person," they say,
"an accuser to stand right next to him.
7When the sentence is passed, let him be found guilty—
let his prayer be found sinful!
8Let his days be few;
let someone else assume his position.
9Let his children become orphans;
let his wife turn into a widow.
10Let his children wander aimlessly, begging,
driven out of their ruined homes.
11Let a creditor seize everything he owns;
let strangers plunder his wealth.
12Let no one extend faithful love to him;
let no one have mercy on his orphans.
13Let his descendants be eliminated;
let their names be wiped out in just one generation!
14Let his father’s wrongdoing be remembered before the Lord;
let his mother’s sin never be wiped out.
15Let them be before the Lord always,
and let God eliminate the very memory of them from the land.
16All because this person didn’t remember to demonstrate faithful love,
but chased after the poor and needy—
even the brokenhearted—with deadly intent!
17Since he loved to curse,
let it come back on him!
Since he didn’t care much for blessing,
let it be far away from him!
18Since he wore curses like a coat,
let them seep inside him like water,
seep into his bones like oil!
19Let them be like the clothes he wears,
like a belt that is always around him."
20But let all that be the reward my accusers get from the Lord,
the reward for those who speak evil against me!
21But you, Lord, my Lord!—
act on my behalf for the sake of your name;
deliver me because your faithful love is so good;
22because I am poor and needy,
and my heart is broken.
23Like a lengthening shadow, I’m passing away;
I’m shaken off, like some locust.
24My legs are weak from fasting;
my body is skin and bones.
25I’ve become a joke to my accusers;
when they see me, they just shake their heads.
26Help me, Lord my God!
Save me according to your faithful love!
27And let them know that this is by your hand—
that you have done it, Lord!
28Let them curse—but you, bless me!
If they rise up, let them be disgraced,
but let your servant celebrate!
29Let my accusers be dressed in shame;
let them wear their disgrace like a coat.
30But I will give great thanks to the Lord with my mouth;
among a great crowd I will praise God!
31Because God stands right next to the needy,
to save them from any who would condemn them.