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He loved cursing; may it recoil on him! He didn't like blessing; may it stay far from him!
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He clothed himself with cursing as routinely as with his coat; May it enter inside him as easily as water, as easily as oil into his bones.
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May it cling to him like the coat he wears, like the belt he wraps around himself."
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This is what my adversaries want ADONAI to do, those who speak evil against me.
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But you, God, ADONAI, treat me as your name demands; rescue me, because your grace is good.
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For I am poor and needy, and my heart within me is wounded.
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Like a lengthening evening shadow, I am gone; I am shaken off like a locust.
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My knees are weak from lack of food, my flesh wastes away for lack of nourishment.
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I have become the object of their taunts; when they see me, they shake their heads.
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Help me, ADONAI, my God! Save me, in keeping with your grace;
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so that they will know that this comes from your hand, that you, ADONAI, have done it.