Psalms

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

1Deliver me, LORD, from evil men.Preserve me from violent men:

2those who devise mischief in their hearts.They continually gather themselves together for war.

3They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent.Viper’s poison is under their lips. Selah.

4LORD, keep me from the hands of the wicked.Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.

5The proud have hidden a snare for me,they have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. Selah.

6I said to the LORD, “You are my God.”Listen to the cry of my petitions, LORD.

7LORD, the Lord, the strength of my salvation,you have covered my head in the day of battle.

8LORD, don’t grant the desires of the wicked.Don’t let their evil plans succeed, or they will become proud. Selah.

9As for the head of those who surround me,let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

10Let burning coals fall on them.Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.

11An evil speaker won’t be established in the earth.Evil will hunt the violent man to overthrow him.

12I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted,and justice for the needy.

13Surely the righteous will give thanks to your name.The upright will dwell in your presence.

1I have cried to the, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.

2Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.

3Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips.

4Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.

5The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:

6Their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:

7As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell.

8But o to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.

9Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.

10The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.

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