They did beset me round about with words of hateful spight: And though to them no cause I gave, against me they did fight.
Psalm 35:19 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) Let not my wrongful enemies proudly rejoice o'er me; Nor who me hate without a cause, let them wink with the eye. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: Neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Let not those who are wrongfully my foes rejoice over me; neither let them wink with the eye who hate me without cause. [John 15:24, 25.] American Standard Version (1901) Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me; Neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause. Common English Bible Don’t let those who are my enemies without cause celebrate over me; don’t let those who hate me for no reason wink at my demise. |
They did beset me round about with words of hateful spight: And though to them no cause I gave, against me they did fight.
Princes have persecuted me, although no cause they saw: But still of thy most holy word my heart doth stand in awe.
Lest that mine enemy should say, Against him I prevail'd; And those that trouble me rejoice, when I am mov'd and fail'd.
O Lord, I trust in thee: My God, let me not be asham'd, nor foes triumph o'er me.
But in my trouble they rejoic'd, gath'ring themselves together; Yea, abjects vile together did themselves against me gather: I knew it not; they did me tear, and quiet would not be.
For I said, Hear me, lest they should rejoice o'er me with pride; And o'er me magnify themselves, when as my foot doth slide.
But yet mine en'mies lively are, and strong are they beside; And they that hate me wrongfully are greatly multiply'd.
And they for good that render ill, as en'mies me withstood; Yea, ev'n for this, because that I do follow what is good.
Those men that do without a cause bear hatred unto me, Than are the hairs upon my head in number more they be: They that would me destroy, and are mine en'mies wrongfully, Are mighty: so what I took not, to render forc'd was I.