Pour out your wrath1 on them; let your fierce anger overtake them.
May their place be deserted;2 let there be no one to dwell in their tents.326
For they persecute those you wound and talk about the pain of those you hurt.427
Charge them with crime upon crime;5 do not let them share in your salvation.628
May they be blotted out of the book of life7 and not be listed with the righteous.829
I am in pain and distress; may your salvation, O God, protect me.930
I will praise God's name in song10 and glorify him11 with thanksgiving.
This will please the LORD more than an ox, more than a bull with its horns and hoofs.1232
The poor will see and be glad13-- you who seek God, may your hearts live!1433
The LORD hears the needy15 and does not despise his captive people.
Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas and all that move in them,16