Psalm 35 | Liturgical Calendar

1

Plead thou my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me *

and fight thou against them that fight against me.

2

Lay hand upon the shield and buckler *

and stand up to help me.

3

Bring forth the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me *

say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.

4

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.

5

Let them be as the dust before the wind *

and the angel of the Lord scattering them.

6

Let their way be dark and slippery *

and let the angel of the Lord persecute them.

7

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.

8

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.

9

And, my soul, be joyful in the Lord *

it shall rejoice in his salvation.

10

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?

11

False witnesses did rise up *

they laid to my charge things that I knew not.

12

They rewarded me evil for good *

to the great discomfort of my soul.

13

Nevertheless, when they were sick, I put on sackcloth, and humbled my soul with fasting *

and my prayer shall turn into mine own bosom.

14

I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother *

I went heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.

15

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.

16

With the flatterers were busy mockers *

who gnashed upon me with their teeth.

17

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.

18

So will I give thee thanks in the great congregation *

I will praise thee among much people.

19

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.

20

And why? their communing is not for peace *

but they imagine deceitful words against them that are quiet in the land.

21

They gaped upon me with their mouths, and said *

Fie on thee, fie on thee, we saw it with our eyes.

22

This thou hast seen, O Lord *

hold not thy tongue then, go not far from me, O Lord.

23

Awake, and stand up to judge my quarrel *

avenge thou my cause, my God, and my Lord.

24

Judge me, O Lord my God, according to thy righteousness *

and let them not triumph over me.

25

Let them not say in their hearts, There, there, so would we have it *

neither let them say, We have devoured him.

26

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.

27

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.

28

And as for my tongue, it shall be talking of thy righteousness *

and of thy praise all the day long.