Let his days be few;
Let another take his office.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
O God of my praise,
Do not be silent!

Appoint a wicked man over him,
And let an accuser stand at his right hand.

Let his children be fatherless
And his wife a widow.

In return for my love they act as my accusers;
But I am in prayer.

I also have become a reproach to them;
When they see me, they wag their head.

But You, O God, the Lord, deal kindly with me for Your name’s sake;
Because Your lovingkindness is good, deliver me;

Thus they have repaid me evil for good
And hatred for my love.

They have also surrounded me with words of hatred,
And fought against me without cause.

For He stands at the right hand of the needy,
To save him from those who judge his soul.

But he clothed himself with cursing as with his garment,
And it entered into his body like water
And like oil into his bones.

When he is judged, let him come forth guilty,
And let his prayer become sin.

For they have opened the wicked and deceitful mouth against me;
They have spoken against me with a lying tongue.

He also loved cursing, so it came to him;
And he did not delight in blessing, so it was far from him.

For I am afflicted and needy,
And my heart is wounded within me.

With my mouth I will give thanks abundantly to the Lord;
And in the midst of many I will praise Him.

My knees are weak from fasting,
And my flesh has grown lean, without fatness.

Let my accusers be clothed with dishonor,
And let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.

Let his children wander about and beg;
And let them seek sustenance far from their ruined homes.

Help me, O Lord my God;
Save me according to Your lovingkindness.

Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the Lord,
And do not let the sin of his mother be blotted out.

Let this be the reward of my accusers from the Lord,
And of those who speak evil against my soul.

Because he did not remember to show lovingkindness,
But persecuted the afflicted and needy man,
And the despondent in heart, to put them to death.

Let his posterity be cut off;
In a following generation let their name be blotted out.

Let the creditor seize all that he has,
And let strangers plunder the product of his labor.

I am passing like a shadow when it lengthens;
I am shaken off like the locust.

Let them curse, but You bless;
When they arise, they shall be ashamed,
But Your servant shall be glad.

Let it be to him as a garment with which he covers himself,
And for a belt with which he constantly girds himself.

And let them know that this is Your hand;
You, Lord, have done it.

Let them be before the Lord continually,
That He may cut off their memory from the earth;

Let there be none to extend lovingkindness to him,
Nor any to be gracious to his fatherless children.