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Psalm 59. Eripe me de inimicis.
DELIVER me from mine enemies, O God; * defend me from them that
rise up against me.
2 O deliver me from the wicked doers, * and save me from the
blood-thirsty men.
3 For lo, they lie waiting for my soul; * the mighty men are
gathered against me, without any offence or fault of me, O LORD.
4 They run and prepare themselves without my fault; * arise thou
therefore to help me, and behold.
5 Stand up, O LORD God of hosts, thou God of Israel, to visit
all the heathen, * and be not merciful unto them that offend
of malicious wickedness.
6 They go to and fro in the evening, * they grin like a dog,
and run about through the city.
7 Behold, they speak with their mouth, and swords are in their
lips; * for who doth hear?
8 But thou, O LORD, shalt have them in derision, * and thou shalt
laugh all the heathen to scorn.
9 My strength will I ascribe unto thee; * for thou art the God
of my refuge.
10 God showeth me his goodness plenteously; * and God shall let
me see my desire upon mine enemies.
11 Slay them not, lest my people forget it; * but scatter them
abroad among the people, and put them down, O Lord our defence.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and for the words of their lips,
they shall be taken in their pride: * and why? their talk is
of cursing and lies.
13 Consume them in thy wrath, consume them, that they may perish;
* and know that it is God that ruleth in Jacob, and unto the
ends of the world.
14 And in the evening they will return, * grin like a dog, and
will go about the city.
15 They will run here and there for meat, * and grudge if they
be not satisfied.
16 As for me, I will sing of thy power, and will praise thy mercy
betimes in the morning; * for thou hast been my defence and refuge
in the day of my trouble.
17 Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing; * for thou, O God,
art my refuge, and my merciful God.
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