Fill their faces with confusion,\par\tab That they may seek thy name, O Jehovah.
All mine enemies shall be put to shame and sore troubled:\par\tab They shall turn back, they shall be put to shame suddenly.\par
His enemies will I clothe with shame;\par\tab But upon himself shall his crown flourish.
Let mine adversaries be clothed with dishonor,\par\tab And let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.
They looked unto him, and were radiant;\par\tab And their faces shall never be confounded.
If I be wicked, woe unto me;\par\tab And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head;\par\tab Being filled with ignominy,\par\tab And looking upon mine affliction.
Terrors overtake him like waters;\par\tab A tempest stealeth him away in the night.