Those who hate me without a cause Are more than the hairs of my head; They are mighty who would destroy me, Being my enemies wrongfully; Though I have stolen nothing, I still must restore it.
O Lord my God, if I have done this: If there is iniquity in my hands,If I have repaid evil to him who was at peace with me, Or have plundered my enemy without cause,Let the enemy pursue me and overtake me; Yes, let him trample my life to the earth, And lay my honor in the dust. Selah