A Cry for Vengeance |
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. |
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Hold not thy peace, O God of my praise;
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for the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of the deceitful are opened against me:
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they have spoken against me with a lying tongue. |
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They compassed me about also with words of hatred;
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and fought against me without a cause. |
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For my love they are my adversaries:
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but I give myself unto prayer. |
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And they have rewarded me evil for good,
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Set thou a wicked man over him:
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and let Satan stand at his right hand. |
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When he shall be judged, let him be condemned:
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and let his prayer become sin. |
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Let his days be few;
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Let his children be fatherless,
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Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg:
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let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places. |
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Let the extortioner catch all that he hath;
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and let the strangers spoil his labor. |
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Let there be none to extend mercy unto him:
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neither let there be any to favor his fatherless children. |
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Let his posterity be cut off;
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and in the generation following let their name be blotted out. |
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Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered with the LORD;
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and let not the sin of his mother be blotted out. |
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Let them be before the LORD continually,
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that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth. |
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Because that he remembered not to show mercy,
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but persecuted the poor and needy man, |
that he might even slay the broken in heart. |
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As he loved cursing,
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so let it come unto him: |
as he delighted not in blessing, |
so let it be far from him. |
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As he clothed himself with cursing like as with his garment,
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so let it come into his bowels like water, |
and like oil into his bones. |
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Let it be unto him as the garment which covereth him,
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and for a girdle wherewith he is girded continually. |
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Let this be the reward of mine adversaries from the LORD,
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and of them that speak evil against my soul. |
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But do thou for me, O GOD the Lord, for thy name's sake:
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because thy mercy is good, deliver thou me. |
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For I am poor and needy,
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and my heart is wounded within me. |
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I am gone like the shadow when it declineth:
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I am tossed up and down as the locust. |
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My knees are weak through fasting;
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and my flesh faileth of fatness. |
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I became also a reproach unto them:
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Help me, O LORD my God:
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O save me according to thy mercy: |
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that they may know that this is thy hand;
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that thou, LORD, hast done it. |
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Let them curse, but bless thou:
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when they arise, let them be ashamed; |
but let thy servant rejoice. |
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Let mine adversaries be clothed with shame;
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and let them cover themselves with their own confusion, as with a mantle. |
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I will greatly praise the LORD with my mouth;
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yea, I will praise him among the multitude. |
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For he shall stand at the right hand of the poor,
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to save him from those that condemn his soul. |
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