35
A
Psalm of David.
3 Draw out also the spear, and stop
the way against them that persecute me: say unto my soul, I
am thy salvation.
4 Let them be confounded and put to shame that seek after my soul: let them be turned back and brought
to confusion that devise my hurt.
7 For without cause have they hid for me their net
in a pit,
which without cause they have digged for my soul.
8 Let destruction come upon him at unawares; and let his net that he hath hid catch himself: into that
very destruction let him fall.
10 All my bones shall say, LORD, who
is like unto thee, which deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, yea, the poor and the
needy from him that spoileth him?
13 But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing
was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.
14 I behaved myself as though
he had been my friend
or
brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth
for his
mother.
15 But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together:
yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew
it not; they did tear
me, and ceased not:
17 Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions.
19 Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me:
neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.
20 For they speak not peace: but they devise deceitful matters against
them that are quiet in the land.
25 Let them not say in their hearts, Ah, so would we have it: let them not say, We have swallowed him up.
26 Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion together that rejoice at mine hurt: let them be clothed
with shame and dishonour that magnify
themselves against me.