My tongue thy justice shall proclaim, continuing all day long; For they confounded are, and sham'd, that seek to do me wrong.
Confound, consume them, that unto my soul are enemies: Cloth'd be they with reproach and shame that do my hurt devise.
Mine eyes shall also my desire see on mine enemies; Mine ears shall of the wicked hear that do against me rise.
Thy righteousness shall also be declared by my tongue; The praises that belong to thee speak shall it all day long.
Thy justice and salvation my mouth abroad shall show, Ev'n all the day; for I thereof the numbers do not know.
Fill'd let my mouth be with thy praise and honour all day long.
The just man's mouth doth wisdom speak; his tongue doth judgment tell.
Turned back be they, Ha, ha! that say, their shaming to requite.