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.