Psalms 140

¹> Deliver me, Yahweh, from the evil man. Preserve me from the violent man;

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.

⁴Yahweh, 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 Yahweh, "You are my God." Listen to the cry of my petitions, Yahweh.

⁷Yahweh, the Lord, the strength of my salvation, You have covered my head in the day of battle.

⁸Yahweh, 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 Yahweh 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.