May those who seek my life be disgraced and put to shame; may those who plan to harm me be driven back and confounded.
May ruin befall them by surprise; may the net they hid ensnare them; may they fall into the hazard they created.
All my bones will exclaim, “Who is like You, O LORD, who delivers the afflicted from the aggressor, the poor and needy from the robber?”
Yet when they were ill, I put on sackcloth; I humbled myself with fasting, but my prayers returned unanswered.
I paced about as for my friend or brother; I was bowed down with grief, like one mourning for his mother.
But when I stumbled, they assembled in glee; they gathered together against me. Assailants I did not know slandered me without ceasing.
How long, O Lord, will You look on? Rescue my soul from their ravages, my precious life from these lions.
Let not my enemies gloat over me without cause, nor those who hate me without reason wink in malice.
For they do not speak peace, but they devise deceitful schemes against those who live quietly in the land.
Let them not say in their hearts, “Aha, just what we wanted!” Let them not say, “We have swallowed him up!”
May those who gloat in my distress be ashamed and confounded; may those who exalt themselves over me be clothed in shame and reproach.
May those who favor my vindication shout for joy and gladness; may they always say, “Exalted be the LORD who delights in His servant’s well-being.”