Poor Bishop Hooper
Psalm 109
[Intro]
Be not silent
O God of my praise
Be not silent
O God of my praise
[Verse 1]
For wicked mouths are against me
They encircle me with words of hate
In return for my love they accuse me
But still I give myself to pray
Appoint a wicked man against him
Let an accuser stand at his right hand
When he's tried let him come forth guilty
Let his prayer be counted as sin
May his wife be a widow, let his children beg
Seeking food far from the ruins where they live
Let strangers take what he has earned
Let none extend kindness to him
Let not the sin of his father or mother
Be blotted out before the Lord
Let them be that He may cut off every
Memory of them from all the earth
For he refused to show any kindness
Put the poor and the needy to death
He loved to curse, let curses come to him
He did not delight to bless
May curses soak in his body like water
Like oil into his bones
Like a garment wrapped around him
Like a belt that he puts on
May this be the reward of my accusers, Lord
Of those who speak evil to me
But You, Lord, deal on my behalf for Your name's sake
Because of Your love rescue me
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
For my heart is stricken in me
I am gone like a shadow at dusk
My knees are weak from fasting
Skin and bones, my body's become
Help me, O Lord, my God, save me according
To Your steady, unfailing love
Let them know that this is Your very hand
You alone, You, O Lord have done it
[Outro]
Let them curse, but You will bless
For He stands at the right hand
Of the needy one to save him from
Those who seek his death
Let them curse, but You will bless
For He stands at the right hand
Of the needy one to save him from
Those who seek his death
Let them curse, but You will bless
For He stands at the right hand
Of the needy one to save him from
Those who seek his death