Let the righteous one strike me—
it is an act of faithful love;
let him rebuke me—
it is oil for my head;
let me not refuse it.
Even now my prayer is against
the evil acts of the wicked.

Lord, do not let me be disgraced when I call on You.
Let the wicked be disgraced;
let them be silent in Sheol.

Let ruin come on him unexpectedly,
and let the net that he hid ensnare him;
let him fall into it—to his ruin.

Let them be put to shame and terrified forever;
let them perish in disgrace.

Let us enter His presence with thanksgiving;
let us shout triumphantly to Him in song.

Come, let us worship and bow down;
let us kneel before the Lord our Maker.

Let the heavens be glad and the earth rejoice;
let the sea and all that fills it resound.

The Lord reigns! Let the earth rejoice;
let the many coasts and islands be glad.

Let the rivers clap their hands;
let the mountains shout together for joy

The Lord reigns! Let the peoples tremble.
He is enthroned above the cherubim.
Let the earth quake.

When he is judged, let him be found guilty,
and let his prayer be counted as sin.

Let his days be few;
let another take over his position.

Let a creditor seize all he has;
let strangers plunder what he has worked for.

Let no one show him kindness,
and let no one be gracious to his fatherless children.

Let the line of his descendants be cut off;
let their name be blotted out in the next generation.

Let his ancestors’ guilt
be remembered before the Lord,
and do not let his mother’s sin be blotted out.

Let their sins always remain before the Lord,
and let Him erase all memory of them from the earth.

He loved cursing—let it fall on him;
he took no delight in blessing—let it be far from him.

Let us go to His dwelling place;
let us worship at His footstool.

Let hot coals fall on them.
Let them be thrown into the fire,
into the abyss, never again to rise.

Do not let a slanderer stay in the land.
Let evil relentlessly hunt down a violent man.

Do not let my heart turn to any evil thing
or perform wicked acts
with men who commit sin.
Do not let me feast on their delicacies.

Let Israel celebrate its Maker;
let the children of Zion rejoice in their King.

Let the godly celebrate in triumphal glory;
let them shout for joy on their beds.