The Lantern

Psalms35

Plead thou my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me: and fight thou against them that fight against me.

Lay hand upon the shield and buckler: and stand up to help me.

Bring forth the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.

Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seek after my soul: let them be turned back and brought to confusion, that imagine mischief for me.

Let them be as the dust before the wind: and the angel of the Lord scattering them.

Let their way be dark and slippery: and let the angel of the Lord persecute them.

For they have privily laid their net to destroy me without a cause: yea, even without a cause have they made a pit for my soul.

Let a sudden destruction come upon him unawares, and his net, that he hath laid privily, catch himself: that he may fall into his own mischief.

And, my soul, be joyful in the Lord: it shall rejoice in his salvation.

All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like unto thee, who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him: yea, the poor, and him that is in misery, from him that spoileth him?

False witnesses did rise up: they laid to my charge things that I knew not.

They rewarded me evil for good: to the great discomfort of my soul.

Nevertheless, when they were sick, I put on sackcloth, and humbled my soul with fasting: and my prayer shall turn into mine own bosom.

I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I went heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.

But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the very abjects came together against me unawares, making mouths at me, and ceased not.

With the flatterers were busy mockers: who gnashed upon me with their teeth.

Lord, how long wilt thou look upon this: O deliver my soul from the calamities which they bring on me, and my darling from the lions.

So will I give thee thanks in the great congregation: I will praise thee among much people.

O let not them that are mine enemies triumph over me ungodly: neither let them wink with their eyes that hate me without a cause.

And why? their communing is not for peace: but they imagine deceitful words against them that are quiet in the land.

They gaped upon me with their mouths, and said: Fie on thee, fie on thee, we saw it with our eyes.

This thou hast seen, O Lord: hold not thy tongue then, go not far from me, O Lord.

Awake, and stand up to judge my quarrel: avenge thou my cause, my God, and my Lord.

Judge me, O Lord my God, according to thy righteousness: and let them not triumph over me.

Let them not say in their hearts, There, there, so would we have it: neither let them say, We have devoured him.

Let them be put to confusion and shame together, that rejoice at my trouble: let them be clothed with rebuke and dishonour, that boast themselves against me.

Let them be glad and rejoice, that favour my righteous dealing: yea, let them say alway, Blessed be the Lord, who hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.

And as for my tongue, it shall be talking of thy righteousness: and of thy praise all the day long.