Fill their faces with confusion, that they may seek your name, LORD.
May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly.
I will clothe his enemies with shame, but on himself, his crown will shine.”
Let my adversaries be clothed with dishonour. Let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.
They looked to him, and were radiant. Their faces shall never be covered with shame.
If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
Terrors overtake him like waters. A storm steals him away in the night.