Do not let me be ashamed, O Lord, for I have called upon You; let the wicked be ashamed, and let them go silently to Sheol.
But the Lord is with me as a dread mighty One. Therefore my persecutors will stumble, and will not prevail. They will be greatly ashamed, for they will not prosper. Their everlasting shame will never be forgotten.
The dead do not praise the Lord, nor do any who go down into silence.
Let those who rejoice at my calamity be ashamed and brought to confusion; let them be clothed with shame and dishonor who exalt themselves against me.
They looked to Him and became radiant, and their faces were not ashamed.
Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul would soon have dwelt in the land of silence.
My tongue also shall talk of Your righteousness all the day long, for they are confounded and brought to shame who seek my hurt.
Let them be put to shame and dishonor who seek after my life. Let them be turned back and confounded who devise evil against me.
He will guard the feet of His saints, but the wicked will be silent in darkness. “For by strength shall no man prevail.
Many of those who sleep in the dust of the ground will awake—some to everlasting life, and others to everlasting shame and contempt.
In You, O Lord, do I seek refuge; let me never be ashamed; deliver me in Your righteousness.
May all my enemies be ashamed and greatly troubled; may they turn back and be suddenly ashamed.
You have placed gladness in my heart, more than when their grain and new wine abound.
O Lord God of Hosts, how long will You be angry with the prayers of Your people?
You have brought a vine out of Egypt; You have cast out the nations and planted it.