Ambrose the Least & The Dog Pharmacy - Be Not Silent

Be not silent
O God of my praise
Deceitful mouths speak against me
They beset me
With words of hate
Even as I make my prayer for them
Let some accuser
Bring him to trial
Let him come forth guilty
May his days be few
May his children
Be fatherless
Let them wander around and beg
May a creditor
Seize all he has
May strangers plunder the fruits of his toil
Let there be no one
Extending kindness to him
May his name be blotted out
His memory cut off
Let my assailants
Be wrapped in shame
Deal on my behalf
For your name's sake
Let their confusion
Swaddle their frames
Let them know this is your hand
Help me O LORD, my God
Save me according to your steadfast love
He loved to curse
Let curses come on him
Let them soak into his skin
Like oil into his bones
Like a robe he wears every day
Let his prayer become sin

Written by:
Anthony Tomazin

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