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Psalm 109

New Revised Standard NRS

1 Do not be silent, O God of my praise.

2 For wicked and deceitful mouths are opened against me, speaking against me with lying tongues.

3 They beset me with words of hate, and attack me without cause.

4 In return for my love they accuse me, even while I make prayer for them.

5 So they reward me evil for good, and hatred for my love.

6 They say, "Appoint a wicked man against him; let an accuser stand on his right.

7 When he is tried, let him be found guilty; let his prayer be counted as sin.

8 May his days be few; may another seize his position.

9 May his children be orphans, and his wife a widow.

10 May his children wander about and beg; may they be driven out of the ruins they inhabit.

11 May the creditor seize all that he has; may strangers plunder the fruits of his toil.

12 May there be no one to do him a kindness, nor anyone to pity his orphaned children.

13 May his posterity be cut off; may his name be blotted out in the second generation.

14 May the iniquity of his father be remembered before the Lord, and do not let the sin of his mother be blotted out.

15 Let them be before the Lord continually, and may his memory be cut off from the earth.

16 For he did not remember to show kindness, but pursued the poor and needy and the brokenhearted to their death.

17 He loved to curse; let curses come on him. He did not like blessing; may it be far from him.

18 He clothed himself with cursing as his coat, may it soak into his body like water, like oil into his bones.

19 May it be like a garment that he wraps around himself, like a belt that he wears every day."

20 May that be the reward of my accusers from the Lord, of those who speak evil against my life.

21 But you, O Lord my Lord, act on my behalf for your name's sake; because your steadfast love is good, deliver me.

22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is pierced within me.

23 I am gone like a shadow at evening; I am shaken off like a locust.

24 My knees are weak through fasting; my body has become gaunt.

25 I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.

26 Help me, O Lord my God! Save me according to your steadfast love.

27 Let them know that this is your hand; you, O Lord, have done it.

28 Let them curse, but you will bless. Let my assailants be put to shame; may your servant be glad.

29 May my accusers be clothed with dishonor; may they be wrapped in their own shame as in a mantle.

30 With my mouth I will give great thanks to the Lord; I will praise him in the midst of the throng.

31 For he stands at the right hand of the needy, to save them from those who would condemn them to death.

The Message Bible MSG

1 My God, don't turn a deaf ear to my hallelujah prayer.

2 Liars are pouring out invective on me; Their lying tongues are like a pack of dogs out to get me,

3 barking their hate, nipping my heels - and for no reason!

4 I loved them and now they slander me - yes, me! - and treat my prayer like a crime;

5 They return my good with evil, they return my love with hate.

6 Send the Evil One to accuse my accusing judge; dispatch Satan to prosecute him.

7 When he's judged, let the verdict be, "Guilty," and when he prays, let his prayer turn to sin.

8 Give him a short life, and give his job to somebody else.

9 Make orphans of his children, dress his wife in widow's weeds;

10 Turn his children into begging street urchins, evicted from their homes - homeless.

11 May the bank foreclose and wipe him out, and strangers, like vultures, pick him clean.

12 May there be no one around to help him out, no one willing to give his orphans a break.

13 Chop down his family tree so that nobody even remembers his name.

14 But erect a memorial to the sin of his father, and make sure his mother's name is there, too -

15 Their sins recorded forever before God, but they themselves sunk in oblivion.

16 That's all he deserves since he was never once kind, hounded the afflicted and heartbroken to their graves.

17 Since he loved cursing so much, let curses rain down; Since he had no taste for blessing, let blessings flee far from him.

18 He dressed up in curses like a fine suit of clothes; he drank curses, took his baths in curses.

19 So give him a gift - a costume of curses; he can wear curses every day of the week!

20 That's what they'll get, those out to get me - an avalanche of just deserts from God.

21 Oh, God, my Lord, step in; work a miracle for me - you can do it! Get me out of here - your love is so great! -

22 I'm at the end of my rope, my life in ruins.

23 I'm fading away to nothing, passing away, my youth gone, old before my time.

24 I'm weak from hunger and can hardly stand up, my body a rack of skin and bones.

25 I'm a joke in poor taste to those who see me; they take one look and shake their heads.

26 Help me, oh help me, God, my God, save me through your wonderful love;

27 Then they'll know that your hand is in this, that you, God, have been at work.

28 Let them curse all they want; you do the blessing.

29 Let them be jeered by the crowd when they stand up, followed by cheers for me, your servant. Dress my accusers in clothes dirty with shame, discarded and humiliating old ragbag clothes.

30 My mouth's full of great praise for God, I'm singing his hallelujahs surrounded by crowds,

31 For he's always at hand to take the side of the needy, to rescue a life from the unjust judge.