Mine enemies reproach me all the day; {and} they that are mad against me are sworn against me.

The memory of the just {is} blessed: but the name of the wicked shall rot.

They also that seek after my life lay snares {for me}: and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.

{Yet} he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they which have seen him shall say, Where {is} he?

His remembrance shall perish from the earth, and he shall have no name in the street.

But I {am} a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.