David’s.

¹ Contend, O Yahweh, with them who contend with me, Make war upon them who make war upon me.

² Grasp buckler and shield, and arise in my help;

³ Then draw the spear, and close up against my pursuers, Say to my soul, Thy salvation, I am!

⁴ Let them be ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life,—Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my hurt:

⁵ Let them be as chaff before the wind, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pressing them on:

⁶ Let their way become dark and slippery, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pursuing them.

⁷ For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net,—Without cause, have they digged [a pit] for my life.

⁸ There shall reach him a ruin he could not know,—Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!

⁹ But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh,—shall be glad in his salvation.

¹⁰ All my bones, shall say—O Yahweh, who is like unto thee? Rescuing the oppressed from one stronger than he, Yea the oppressed and the needy, from their spoiler.

¹¹ There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me:

¹² They repay me evil for good, Bereaving my soul.

¹³ But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return:

¹⁴ Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.

¹⁵ But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together,—There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent;

¹⁶ Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.

¹⁷ My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.

¹⁸ I will thank thee, in the midst of a great convocation,—In the midst of a mighty people, will I praise thee.

¹⁹ Let not them who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!

²⁰ For, no salvation, will they utter,—But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;

²¹ Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!

²² Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:

²³ Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord!—to my plea:

²⁴ Vindicate me according to thy righteousness, O Yahweh, my God! And let them not rejoice over me:

²⁵ Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!

²⁶ Let them turn pale, and then at once blush, who are rejoicing at my misfortune,—Let them be clothed with shame and confusion, who are magnifying themselves against me.

²⁷ Let them shout in triumph and rejoice, who are desiring my justification; And let them say continually, Yahweh be magnified, Who hath taken pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.

²⁸ Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness,—All the day long,—thy praise!