For there is no faithfulness in their mouth. Their heart is destruction. Their throat is an open tomb. They flatter with their tongue.

Hold them guilty, God. Let them fall by their own counsels; Thrust them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against you.

May all my enemies be ashamed and dismayed. They shall turn back, they shall be disgraced suddenly. A meditation by David, which he sang to Yahweh, concerning the words of Cush, the Benjamite.

lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence.

The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.

Put them in fear, Yahweh. Let the nations know that they are only men. Selah.

In arrogance, the wicked hunt down the weak. They are caught in the schemes that they devise.

The helpless are crushed. They collapse. They fall under his strength.

For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Everyone lies to his neighbor. They speak with flattering lips, and with a double heart.

The fool has said in his heart, "There is no God." They are corrupt. They have done abominable works. There is none who does good.

They have all gone aside. They have together become corrupt. There is none who does good, no, not one.

Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge, who eat up my people as they eat bread, and don't call on Yahweh?

There they were in great fear, for God is in the generation of the righteous.

As for the saints who are in the earth, they are the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.

They close up their callous hearts. With their mouth they speak proudly.

They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.

from men by your hand, Yahweh, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill the belly of your cherished ones. Your sons have plenty, and they store up wealth for their children.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, from those who hated me; for they were too mighty for me.

They came on me in the day of my calamity, but Yahweh was my support.

I will pursue my enemies, and overtake them. Neither will I turn again until they are consumed.

I will strike them through, so that they will not be able to rise. They shall fall under my feet.

They cried, but there was none to save; even to Yahweh, but he didn't answer them.

As soon as they hear of me they shall obey me. The foreigners shall submit themselves to me.

Day after day they pour forth speech, and night after night they display knowledge.

More to be desired are they than gold, yes, than much fine gold; sweeter also than honey and the extract of the honeycomb.

They are bowed down and fallen, but we rise up, and stand upright.

For they intended evil against you. They plotted evil against you which cannot succeed.

Our fathers trusted in you. They trusted, and you delivered them.

They cried to you, and were delivered. They trusted in you, and were not disappointed.

All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,

They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.

For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

I can count all of my bones. They look and stare at me.

They divide my garments among them. They cast lots for my clothing.

The humble shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise Yahweh who seek after him. Let your hearts live forever.

They shall come and shall declare his righteousness to a people that shall be born, for he has done it. A Psalm by David.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

Yes, no one who waits for you shall be shamed. They shall be shamed who deal treacherously without cause.

Yahweh, remember your tender mercies and your loving kindness, for they are from old times.

Consider my enemies, for they are many. They hate me with cruel hatred.

When evildoers came at me to eat up my flesh, even my adversaries and my foes, they stumbled and fell.

Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings. Give them according to the operation of their hands. Bring back on them what they deserve.

Because they don't respect the works of Yahweh, nor the operation of his hands, he will break them down and not build them up.

Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.

For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.

For this, let everyone who is godly pray to you in a time when you may be found. Surely when the great waters overflow, they shall not reach to him.

Don't be like the horse, or like the mule, which have no understanding, who are controlled by bit and bridle, or else they will not come near to you.

They looked to him, and were radiant. Their faces shall never be covered with shame.

For without cause they have hidden their net in a pit for me. Without cause they have dug a pit for my soul.

Unrighteous witnesses rise up. They ask me about things that I don't know about.

They reward me evil for good, to the bereaving of my soul.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth. I afflicted my soul with fasting. My prayer returned into my own bosom.

But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.

Like the profane mockers in feasts, they gnashed their teeth at me.

For they don't speak peace, but they devise deceitful words against those who are quiet in the land.

Yes, they opened their mouth wide against me. They said, "Aha! Aha! Our eye has seen it!"

They shall be abundantly satisfied with the abundance of your house. You will make them drink of the river of your pleasures.

There the workers of iniquity are fallen. They are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise. By David.

For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither like the green herb.

They shall not be disappointed in the time of evil. In the days of famine they shall be satisfied.

But the wicked shall perish. The enemies of Yahweh shall be like the beauty of the fields. They will vanish -- vanish like smoke.

For Yahweh loves justice, and doesn't forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off.

As for transgressors, they shall be destroyed together. The future of the wicked shall be cut off.

Yahweh helps them, and rescues them. He rescues them from the wicked, and saves them, Because they have taken refuge in him. A Psalm by David, for a memorial.

For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits all day long.

They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.

"Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.

Many, Yahweh, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us. They can't be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed me.

All who hate me whisper together against me. They imagine the worst for me.

"An evil disease," they say, "has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more."

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"

For they didn't get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.

With gladness and rejoicing they shall be led. They shall enter into the king's palace.

For, behold, the kings assembled themselves, they passed by together.

They saw it, then they were amazed. They were dismayed. They hurried away.

Their inward thought is that their houses will endure forever, and their dwelling places to all generations. They name their lands after themselves.

They are appointed as a flock for Sheol. Death shall be their shepherd. The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning. Their beauty shall decay in Sheol, far from their mansion.

he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.

Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar. For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, "David has come to Abimelech's house."

The fool has said in his heart, "There is no God." They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity. There is no one who does good.

Every one of them has gone back. They have become filthy together. There is no one who does good, no, not one.

Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge, who eat up my people as they eat bread, and don't call on God?

There they were in great fear, where no fear was, for God has scattered the bones of him who encamps against you. You have put them to shame, because God has rejected them.

For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven't set God before them. Selah.

Because of the voice of the enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.

Day and night they prowl around on its walls. Malice and abuse are also within her.

God, who is enthroned forever, will hear, and answer them. Selah. They never change, who don't fear God.

His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.

My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.

All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.

They conspire and lurk, watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.

Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.

You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?

They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. Selah.

The wicked go astray from the womb. They are wayward as soon as they are born, speaking lies.