How wickedly they spread their lies and speak with vicious tongue! My prayer, my friendship they despise and do me groundless wrong. I praise my God, but implore: do not stay silent any more. How terribly will they be shamed when they are justly tried! Their days are shortened, prayers, condemned, the accuser at their side. The traitor dis in deep disgrace, so let another take his place. How fearfully we hear the doom on all their kith and kin! Their work, their wealth, their name, their home All suffer for their sin. They did not bless - and reaped the blame; they loved to curse - and curses came. How tenderly the LORD will deal with us, when stalked by death! The wounded he will lift and heal, the fainting, fill with breath. I plead your love, your name along: save me, my God! Your power make How graciously your hand will bless when my accusers curse! Dishonour in their chosen dress; their slanders you reverse. I praise the LORD who judges them; when God defends, who shall condemn? known!