Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; Those who would destroy me are powerful, those who oppose me with lies; What I did not steal, I then have to restore.
O Lord my God, if I have done this, If there is injustice in my hands,If I have done evil to my friend, Or have plundered my enemy for no reason,Let the enemy pursue my soul and overtake it; And let him trample my life to the ground And lay my glory in the dust. Selah