Psalm 109

God of my mercy and my praise,

Thy glory is my song;

The sinners speak against thy grace

With a blaspheming tongue.

When in the form of mortal man

Thy Son on earth was found,

With cruel slanders, false and vain,

They compass'd him around.

Their miseries his compassion move,

Their peace he still pursu'd;

They render hatred for his love,

And evil for his good.

Their malice rag'd without a cause,

Yet, with his dying breath,

He pray'd for murderers on his cross,

And blest his foes in death.

Lord, shall thy bright example shine

In vain before my eyes?

Give me a soul a-kin to thine

To love mine enemies.

The Lord shall on my side engage,

And, in my Saviour's name,

I shall defeat their pride and rage

Who slander and condemn.