Fill their faces with shame, that they may seek, inquire for, and insistently require Your name, O Lord.
If I am wicked, woe unto me! And if I am righteous, yet must I not lift up my head, for I am filled with disgrace and the sight of my affliction.
Terrors overtake him like a [suddenly loosened] flood; a windstorm steals him away in the night.
Let my adversaries be clothed with shame and dishonor, and let them cover themselves with their own disgrace and confusion as with a robe.
His enemies will I clothe with shame, but upon himself shall his crown flourish.
They looked to Him and were radiant; their faces shall never blush for shame or be confused.
Let all my enemies be ashamed and sorely troubled; let them turn back and be put to shame suddenly.