They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
This `is' the wage of mine accusers from Jehovah, And of those speaking evil against my soul.
Many bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have compassed me,
Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.
They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are rejoicing at my evil. They put on shame and confusion, Who are magnifying themselves against me.
They are ashamed and blush, those seeking my soul, Turned backward and confounded, Those devising my evil.
To the Overseer, by David. -- `To cause to remember.' O God, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help, haste.
They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered `with' reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,
In mine enemies turning backward, they stumble and perish from Thy face.
Lo, all those displeased with thee, They are ashamed and blush, They are as nothing, yea, perish Do the men who strive with thee.
Only in Jehovah, said hath one, Have I righteousness and strength, Unto Him he cometh in, And ashamed are all those displeased with Him.
when, therefore, he said to them -- `I am `he',' they went away backward, and fell to the ground.