Heal me, LORD, that I may be healed; save me, that I may be saved, for it is you whom I praise. See how they say to me, "Where is the word of the LORD? Let it come to pass!" Yet I did not press you to send calamity; the day without remedy I have not desired. You know what passed my lips; it is present before you. Do not be my ruin, you, my refuge in the day of misfortune. Let my persecutors, not me, be confounded; let them, not me, be broken. Bring upon them the day of misfortune, crush them with repeated destruction.