Psalms

An Ode of David: which he sang unto Yahweh, on account of the words of Cush the Benjamite.

7 O Yahweh my God, in thee have I sought refuge,—Save me from all my pursuers and deliver me:

2 Lest one tear as a lion my soul,—And there be no deliverer to rescue.

3 O Yahweh my God If I have done this, If there hath been perversity in my hands:

4 If I have requited my friend with wrong,—Or have oppressed mine adversary without need

5 Let an enemy pursue my soul and overtake it, That he may tread down to the earth my life,—And mine honour—in the dust he may cause to dwell. [Selah.

6 Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:

7 When the assembly of peoples gather round thee Then above it—on high do thou return!

8 Yahweh will judge the peoples,—Do me justice, O Yahweh, According to my righteousness And according to mine integrity upon me,

9 Let the wrong of the lawless, I pray thee, come to an end, And establish thou him that is righteous,—For a trier of hearts and reins is God the righteous one.

10 My shield is held by God, Who is ready to save the upright in heart:

11 A God to vindicate the righteous,—And yet a God to be indignant throughout every day.

12 If he turn not his sword will he whet,—His bow hath he bent and made ready:

13 But for himself hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows he so fiery would make:

14 Lo! he gendereth trouble, And conceiveth mischief But giveth birth to a disappointment:

15 A pit he cut out and digged it, And then fell into the ditch he had made:

16 His mischief turneth back on his own head,—And on his own crown his violence descendeth.

17 I will praise Yahweh according to his righteousness,—And will praise in song the Name of Yahweh Most High.