Let their faces blush with shame, O Lord, so that they must look to you for help.
How terrible it will be for me if I’m guilty! Even if I’m righteous, I dare not lift up my head. I am filled with disgrace while I look on my misery.
Terrors overtake him like a flood. A windstorm snatches him away at night.
Let those who accuse me wear disgrace as though it were clothing. Let them be wrapped in their shame as though it were a robe.
I will clothe his enemies with shame, but the crown on my anointed one will shine.”
All who look to him will be radiant. Their faces will never be covered with shame.
All my enemies will be put to shame and deeply shaken with terror. In a moment they will retreat and be put to shame.