8 For since I spoke out, I raised my voice crying, Violence and destruction; because the word of the Lord has been a reproach unto me and a derision, daily.
9 And I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But he was in my heart as a burning fire and within my bones; I tried to forbear, and I could not.
10 For I heard the murmuring of many, fear on every side, Report, and we will report it. All my friends watched to see if I would stumble. Peradventure he will deceive himself, they said, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.
11 But the Lord is with me as a powerful giant; therefore my persecutors shall stumble, and they shall not prevail: they shall be greatly ashamed; for they shall not prosper; they shall have everlasting confusion which shall never be forgotten.
12 O Lord of the hosts, who examines that which is just, who seest the kidneys and the heart, let me see thy vengeance on them; for unto thee I have opened my cause.
13 Sing unto the Lord, praise ye the Lord; for he has delivered the soul of the poor from the hand of evildoers.
14 Cursed be the day in which I was born; do not let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.