16 For he never thought of doing a kindness,but hounded to death the poorand the needy and the broken-hearted.
17 He loved to pronounce a curse –may it come back on him.He found no pleasure in blessing –may it be far from him.
18 He wore cursing as his garment;it entered into his body like water,into his bones like oil.
19 May it be like a cloak wrapped about him,like a belt tied for ever round him.
20 May this be the Lord’s payment to my accusers,to those who speak evil of me.
21 But you, Sovereign Lord,help me for your name’s sake;out of the goodness of your love, deliver me.
22 For I am poor and needy,and my heart is wounded within me.