Whenever I speak, I cry out proclaiming violence and destruction.1 So the word of the LORD has brought me insult and reproach2 all day long.
But if I say, "I will not mention him or speak any more in his name,"3 his word is in my heart like a fire,4 a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in;5 indeed, I cannot.
I hear many whispering, "Terror6 on every side! Report7 him! Let's report him!" All my friends8 are waiting for me to slip,9 saying, "Perhaps he will be deceived; then we will prevail10 over him and take our revenge11 on him."
But the LORD12 is with me like a mighty warrior; so my persecutors13 will stumble and not prevail.14 They will fail and be thoroughly disgraced;15 their dishonor will never be forgotten.
O LORD Almighty, you who examine the righteous and probe the heart and mind,16 let me see your vengeance17 upon them, for to you I have committed18 my cause.
Sing19 to the LORD! Give praise to the LORD! He rescues20 the life of the needy from the hands of the wicked.2114
Cursed be the day I was born!22 May the day my mother bore me not be blessed!
Cursed be the man who brought my father the news, who made him very glad, saying, "A child is born to you--a son!"
May that man be like the towns23 the LORD overthrew without pity. May he hear wailing24 in the morning, a battle cry at noon.
For he did not kill me in the womb,25 with my mother as my grave, her womb enlarged forever.
Why did I ever come out of the womb26 to see trouble27 and sorrow and to end my days in shame?28