1 | Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me. |
2 | Deliver me from the workers of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men. |
3 | For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Yahweh. |
4 | I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me! |
5 | You, Yahweh God of Armies, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. Selah. |
6 | They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city. |
7 | Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?" |
8 | But you, Yahweh, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations. |
9 | Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower. |
10 | My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph. |
11 | Don't kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield. |
12 | For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter. |
13 | Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the ends of the earth. Selah. |
14 | At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city. |
15 | They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied. |
16 | But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress. |
17 | To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt. |