⁵ My haters say evil against me, When will he be dead, and his name come to an end?

¹⁷ His memory is gone from the earth, and in the open country there is no knowledge of his name.

⁷ Like the waste from his body he comes to an end for ever: those who have seen him say, Where is he?

⁶ But I am a worm and not a man; cursed by men, and looked down on by the people.

⁷ I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,

⁸ He put his faith in the Lord; let the Lord be his saviour now: let the Lord be his saviour, because he had delight in him.

¹² Those who have a desire to take my life put nets for me; those who are designing my destruction say evil things against me, all the day their minds are full of deceit.

⁸ My haters say evil of me all day; those who are violent against me make use of my name as a curse.

⁷ The memory of the upright is a blessing, but the name of the evil-doer will be turned to dust.