Psalm 140. Eripe me, Domine.
DELIVER me, O LORD, from the evil man; * and preserve me from
the wicked man;
2 Who imagine mischief in their hearts, * and stir up strife
all the day long.
3 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; * adder's
poison is under their lips.
4 Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the ungodly; * preserve
me from the wicked men, who are purposed to overthrow my goings.
5 The proud have laid a snare for me, and spread a net abroad
with cords; * yea, and set traps in my way.
6 I said unto the LORD, Thou art my God, * hear the voice of
my prayers, O LORD.
7 O LORD God, thou strength of my health; * thou hast covered
my head in the day of battle.
8 Let not the ungodly have his desire, O LORD; * let not his
mischievous imagination prosper, lest they be too proud.
9 Let the mischief of their own lips fall upon the head of them
* that compass me about.
10 Let hot burning coals fall upon them; * let them be cast into
the fire, and into the pit, that they never rise up again.
11 A man full of words shall not prosper upon the earth: * evil
shall hunt the wicked person to overthrow him.
12 Sure I am that the LORD will avenge the poor, * and maintain
the cause of the helpless.
13 The righteous also shall give thanks unto thy Name; * and
the just shall continue in thy sight.