60. Psalm 109- A cry to God for Help

Be not silent, O God of my praise! For wicked and deceitful mouths are opened against me, speaking against me with lying tongues. They beset me with words of hate and attack me without cause. In return for my love they accuse me, even as I made Prayer for them. They reward me evil for my Good and hatred for my love. So Appoint a wicked man against them, Let an accuser bring them to trial. When tried, Let them come forth guilty, Let their prayers be counted as sin! Let their days be few, may another seize their goods! Let their children be fatherless and their mothers widows! Let their children wander about and beg, may they be driven out of the ruins they inhabit! Let the creditor seize all they have, may strangers plunder the fruits of their toil! Let there be none to extend kindness to them, nor any to pity their orphans! Let their posterity be cut off, Let their names be blotted out in the coming generation! Let the iniquity of their fathers be remembered before You YHWH and Let not sins of their mothers be forgotten! Let them be before Your Wrath continually, Let their memory be cut off from the Earth! For they did not remember to show kindness, but persecuted the humbled poor who were in want and the brokenhearted to their death. They loved to curse, so Let curses come on them! They did not like blessing so Let it be far from them! They clothed themselves with cursing as coats, so Let their curses soak into their bodies like water, like oil into their bones! May they be like garments which they wrap round about, like belts they gird with daily! Let this be the Reward From YHWH for my accusers, of those who speak evil against my life! But thou, O YHWH my Lord, Deal On my behalf for Your Names’ Sake, because Thy Steadfast Love is Good, Deliver me! For I am humble and in some want and my heart is at times stricken within me. Help me when I wane, like a shadow at eventide, shaken off like a locust shell. When my knees are weak through fasting and my body becomes gaunt. Yea when I am made an object of scorn by my accusers, when they see me and wag their heads, Help me, O YHWH my God! Save me According to Your Steadfast Love! And Let them Know that It Is Your Hand, You Yourself, O Lord, Who Has Done it! Yea Let them curse me, while seeing You Bless Me! Let my assailants be put to shame, while Your Servant glows gladly! Let my accusers be clothed with dishonor, Let them be wrapped in their own shame as mantles! Yea then with our hearts we will give great thanks to You YHWH, we will praise You in the midst of the throng. For You Stand at the right hand of the humble, those often in want, to Save them from those who would condemn them to death.