Psalm 59
For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by
David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.
1 Deliver me from
my enemies, my God.
Set me on high
from those who rise
up against me.
2 Deliver
me from the workers
of iniquity.
Save me from
the bloodthirsty men.
3 For, behold, they lie
in wait for my soul.
The mighty gather themselves together against
me,
not for my disobedience, nor for
my sin, LORD.
4 I
have done no wrong,
yet they are ready
to attack me.
Rise up, behold,
and help me!
5 You,
LORD God of Armies,
the God of Israel,
rouse yourself
to punish the nations.
Show no mercy to
the wicked traitors.
Selah.
6 They return
at evening, howling like dogs,
and prowl around the city.
7 Behold,
they spew with
their mouth.
Swords are in
their lips,
“For”, they say,
“who hears us?”
8 But
you, LORD, laugh at
them.
You scoff at all
the nations.
9 Oh,
my Strength, I watch
for you,
for God is
my high tower.
10 My God
will go before me
with his loving kindness.
God will let me look at
my enemies in triumph.
11 Don’t kill
them, or my
people may forget.
Scatter them by
your power, and
bring them down,
Lord our shield.
12 For
the sin of
their mouth, and
the words of
their lips,
let them be caught
in their pride,
for the curses
and lies which
they utter.
13 Consume
them in wrath.
Consume them, and
they will be
no more.
Let them know that God rules
in Jacob,
to the ends of
the earth.
Selah.
14 At evening
let them return.
Let them howl like
a dog, and
go around the city.
15 They
shall wander up
and down for food,
and wait all
night if they aren’t satisfied.
16 But
I will sing of
your strength.
Yes, I will sing aloud
of your loving kindness
in the morning.
For you have
been my high tower,
a refuge in
the day of
my distress.
17 To
you, my strength,
I will
sing praises.
For God is my high
tower, the God of
my mercy.