Psalms 35:1-14

LORD, battle with those who battle with me. Fight against those who fight against me. Pick up the shield and armor. Rise up and help me. Lift up your spears, both large and small, against those who chase me. Tell me, “I will save you.” Make those who want to kill me be ashamed and disgraced. Make those who plan to harm me turn back and run away. Make them like chaff blown by the wind as the angel of the LORD forces them away. Let their road be dark and slippery as the angel of the LORD chases them. For no reason they spread out their net to trap me; for no reason they dug a pit for me. So let ruin strike them suddenly. Let them be caught in their own nets; let them fall into the pit and die. Then I will rejoice in the LORD; I will be happy when he saves me. Even my bones will say, “LORD, who is like you? You save the weak from the strong, the weak and poor from robbers.” Men without mercy stand up to testify. They ask me things I do not know. They repay me with evil for the good I have done, and they make me very sad. Yet when they were sick, I put on clothes of sadness and showed my sorrow by fasting. But my prayers were not answered. I acted as if they were my friends or brothers. I bowed in sadness as if I were crying for my mother.