Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying, When will he die, and his name perish?
The memory of the righteous is blessed; But the name of the wicked shall rot.
Mine enemies reproach me all the day; They that are mad against me do curse by me.
They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all the day long.
Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: They that have seen him shall say, Where is he?
His remembrance shall perish from the earth, And he shall have no name in the street.
For I know my transgressions; And my sin is ever before me.
Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts; And in the hidden part thou wilt make me to know wisdom.
Mine enemies would swallow me up all the day long; For they are many that fight proudly against me.
I will cry unto God Most High, Unto God that performeth all things for me.
That thy way may be known upon earth, Thy salvation among all nations.
Be merciful unto me, O Lord; For unto thee do I cry all the day long.
Oh turn unto me, and have mercy upon me; Give thy strength unto thy servant, And save the son of thy handmaid.