If I rejoice at the ruin of my hater, And stirred up myself when evil found him,

Shall, the very hater of right, control? Or, the just - the mighty one, wilt thou condemn?

Or, Get me out of the power of my hater? or, Give money so that I may be free from the power of the cruel ones?

Your haters will be clothed with shame, and the tent of the sinner will not be seen again.

Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters?

I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;

His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.

Then there are those who are haters of the light, who have no knowledge of its ways, and do not go in them.

Let my hater be like the evil man, and let him who comes against me be as the sinner.

See, he is looking for something against me; in his eyes I am as one of his haters;