2Lay hand vpon the shielde and buckler, and stand vp for mine helpe.
3Bring out also the speare and stop the way against them, that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.
4Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seeke after my soule: let them be turned backe, and brought to confusion, that imagine mine hurt.
5Let them be as chaffe before the winde, and let the Angel of the Lord scatter them.
6Let their way be darke and slipperie: and let the Angel of the Lord persecute them.
7For without cause they haue hid the pit and their net for me: without cause haue they digged a pit for my soule.
8Let destruction come vpon him at vnwares, and let his net, that he hath laid priuilie, take him: let him fall into the same destruction.
9Then my soule shalbe ioyfull in the Lord: it shall reioyce in his saluation.
10All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like vnto thee, which deliuerest the poore from him, that is too strong for him! yea, the poore and him that is in miserie, from him that spoyleth him!
11Cruell witnesses did rise vp: they asked of me things that I knewe not.
12They rewarded me euill for good, to haue spoyled my soule.
13Yet I, when they were sicke, I was clothed with a sacke: I humbled my soule with fasting: and my praier was turned vpon my bosome.
14I behaued my selfe as to my friend, or as to my brother: I humbled my selfe, mourning as one that bewaileth his mother.
15But in mine aduersitie they reioyced, and gathered them selues together: the abiects assembled themselues against me, and knewe not: they tare me and ceased not,
16With the false skoffers at bankets, gnashing their teeth against me.