8 Every time I open my mouth, I cry outand say, "Violence and destruction!"The Lord’s word has brought menothing but insult and injury, constantly.
9 I thought, I’ll forget him;I’ll no longer speak in his name.But there’s an intense fire in my heart,trapped in my bones.I’m drained trying to contain it;I’m unable to do it.
10 I hear many whispering—"Panic Lurks Everywhere!—proclaim, yes, let’s proclaim it ourselves!"All my friends are waiting for me to stumble:"Perhaps he can be enticed.Then we’ll prevail against himand get our revenge on him!"
11 But the Lord is with me like a strong defender.Therefore, my oppressorswill stumble and not prevail.They will be disgraced by their own failures.Their dishonor will never be forgotten.
12 The Lord of heavenly forces tests the righteousand discerns the heart and the mind.Let me see your retribution upon them,for I have committed my case to you.
13 Sing to the Lord, praise the Lord, for he has rescued the needyfrom the clutches of evildoers.
14 Cursed be the day that I was born.May the day my mother gave birth to me not be blessed.