Psalm 7
A meditation by David, which he sang to the LORD, concerning the words
of Cush, the Benjamite.
1 LORD,
my God, I take
refuge in you.
Save me from all
those who pursue
me, and deliver me,
2 lest they tear
apart my soul like
a lion,
ripping it in pieces, while
there is no
one to deliver.
3 LORD,
my God, if I
have done this,
if there is iniquity
in my hands,
4 if
I have rewarded
evil to him
who was at
peace with me
(yes, I have plundered
him who without
cause was
my adversary),
5 let the
enemy pursue my soul,
and overtake it;
yes, let him tread my life down
to the earth,
and lay my glory
in the dust.
Selah.
6 Arise, LORD,
in your anger.
Lift up yourself against
the rage of
my adversaries.
Awake for me. You
have commanded judgment.
7 Let
the congregation of
the peoples surround you.
Rule over them
on high.
8 The
LORD administers judgment to
the peoples.
Judge me, LORD,
according to
my righteousness,
and to
my integrity that
is in me.
9 Oh let
the wickedness of
the wicked come to
an end,
but establish the
righteous;
their minds and hearts
are searched by
the righteous God.
10 My shield
is with God,
who saves the upright
in heart.
11 God is
a righteous judge,
yes, a God who
has indignation every day.
12 If a
man doesn’t repent, he
will sharpen his sword;
he has bent
and strung his bow.
13 He
has also prepared
for himself
the instruments of death.
He makes ready
his flaming arrows.
14 Behold,
he travails with iniquity.
Yes, he has conceived mischief,
and brought out falsehood.
15 He
has dug a hole,
and has fallen into
the pit which he made.
16 The trouble
he causes shall return to
his own head.
His violence shall
come down on
the crown of
his own head.
17 I
will give thanks
to the LORD
according to
his righteousness,
and will sing praise
to the name of
the LORD Most High.