Like to the garment let it be which doth himself array, And for a girdle, wherewith he is girt about alway.
Let thou mine adversaries all with shame be clothed over; And let their own confusion them, as a mantle, cover.
As with a garment I will clothe with shame his en'mies all: But yet the crown that he doth wear upon him flourish shall.
As cursing he like clothes put on, into his bowels so, Like water, and into his bones, like oil, down let it go.
Sham'd and confounded be they all that at my hurt are glad; Let those against me that do boast with shame and scorn be clad.