Psalm 109 : Messianic Psalm. Divine Oracle announcing God's victory over our enemies.

Updated : Sat 13 Nov 2021 AM (UTC +1)

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Psalm 109
1 From the singing master. From David. Psalm. God of my praise, do not be silent anymore!
2 Wicked mouth and mouth of deceit open against me. They speak to me a language of lies,
3 with words of hatred they surround me, they attack me for no reason.
4 As the price of my friendship, they accuse me, and I am only prayer;
5 misfortune is brought upon me as the price of goodness, hatred as the price of my friendship.

6 “Arise the wicked against him, and let the accuser stand at his right hand;
7 of the judgment that he is guilty, let his prayer be held for sin!
8 Let his days be cut short, and let another take his pledge.
9 let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
10 Let his sons wander, let them wander, let them come up, and let them be driven out of their coasts.
11 that the usurer plunder all his property, that the stranger plunder his income!
12 Let him not be charitable, let him not have pity on his orphans.
13 Let his seed be cut off, and let their name be blotted out in a generation.
14 Let the LORD remember the iniquity of his fathers, and let not the sin of his mother be blotted out.
15 that they may be before the LORD continually, to cut off their remembrance from the earth. "
16 He did not remember to be charitable, he persecuted the poor and the unfortunate, until death, the man with a broken heart.
17 He loved the curse: it came to him! He did not taste the blessing: she leaves him!
18 He put on the curse as a cloak, and it went into the bottom of him like water, and like oil into his bones.
19 Let her be a garment that covereth her, and a girdle of her ephod.
20 This is the reward of my accusers, which I have pronounced against my soul.
21 But you, Yahweh, do to me according to your name; deliver me, for your love is good.
22 Poor and miserable am I, my heart is wounded within me;
23 As the shadow that cometh away from me, as the grasshopper shaketh me.
24 When my knees fall fast, my flesh faileth for oil;
25 They have reproached me, and blessed are they that see me.
26 Help me, Yahweh my God, save me according to your loving kindness
27 that they may know, this is thy hand, O LORD, this is thy work.
28 They curse, and thou art blessed: they attack, they are ashamed, they rejoice with thy servant.
29 Let them be clothed with shame that cover me, and be ashamed for their shame.
30 Great thanks be to Yahweh on my lips, praise him among the multitude.
31 For he standeth at the right hand of the poor, to save his soul from his judgment.

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