Psalm 59

To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David; when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.

1        My God, deliver me from those

                   that are mine enemies;

          And do thou me defend from those

                   that up against me rise.

2        Do thou deliver me from them

                   that work iniquity;

          And give me safety from the men

                   of bloody cruelty.

3        For, lo, they for my soul lay wait:

                   the mighty do combine

          Against me, Lord; not for my fault,

                   nor any sin of mine.

4        They run, and, without fault in me,

                   themselves do ready make:

          Awake to meet me with thy help;

                   and do thou notice take.

5        Awake therefore, Lord God of hosts,

                   thou God of Israel,

          To visit heathen all: spare none

                   that wickedly rebel.

6        At ev'ning they go to and fro;

                   they make great noise and sound,

          Like to a dog, and often walk

                   about the city round.

7        Behold, they belch out with their mouth,

                   and in their lips are swords:

          For they do say thus, Who is he

                   that now doth hear our words?

8        But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them,

                   and all the heathen mock.

9        While he's in pow'r I'll wait on thee;

                   for God is my high rock.

10      He of my mercy that is God

                   betimes shall me prevent;

          Upon mine en'mies God shall let

                   me see mine heart's content.

11      Them slay not, lest my folk forget;

                   but scatter them abroad

          By thy strong pow'r; and bring them down,

                   O thou our shield and God.

12      For their mouth's sin, and for the words

                   that from their lips do fly,

          Let them be taken in their pride;

                   because they curse and lie.

13      In wrath consume them, them consume,

                   that so they may not be:

          And that in Jacob God doth rule

                   to th' earth's ends let them see.

14      At ev'ning let thou them return,

                   making great noise and sound,

          Like to a dog, and often walk

                   about the city round.

15      And let them wander up and down,

                   in seeking food to eat;

          And let them grudge when they shall not

                   be satisfy'd with meat.

16      But of thy pow'r I'll sing aloud;

                   at morn thy mercy praise:

          For thou to me my refuge wast,

                   and tow'r, in troublous days.

17      O God, thou art my strength, I will

                   sing praises unto thee;

          For God is my defence, a God

                   of mercy unto me.