Psalms 59

¹Take me out of the hands of the cruel ones, O my God; keep me safe from those who come up against me.

²Take me out of the power of the workers of evil, and keep me safe from the men of blood.

³For see, they are watching in secret for my soul; the strong have come together against me? but not because of my sin, or my evil-doing, O Lord.

⁴For no sin of mine they go quickly and get themselves ready; be awake and come to my help, and see.

⁵You, O Lord God of armies, are the God of Israel; come now and give punishment to the nations; have no mercy on any workers of deceit. (Selah.)

⁶They come back in the evening; they make a noise like a dog, and go round the town.

⁷See, hate is dropping from their lips; curses are on their tongues: they say, Who gives attention to it?

⁸But you are laughing at them, O Lord; you will make sport of all the nations.

⁹O my strength, I will put my hope in you; because God is my strong tower.

¹⁰The God of my mercy will go before me: God will let me see my desire effected on my haters.

¹¹Put them not to death, for so my people will keep the memory of them: let them be sent in all directions by your power; make them low, O Lord our saviour.

¹²Because of the sin of their mouths and the word of their lips, let them even be taken in their pride; and for their curses and their deceit,

¹³Put an end to them in your wrath, put an end to them, so that they may not be seen again; let them see that God is ruling in Jacob and to the ends of the earth. (Selah.)

¹⁴And in the evening let them come back, and make a noise like a dog, and go round the town.

¹⁵Let them go wandering up and down in search of food, and be there all night if they have not enough.

¹⁶But I will make songs of your power; yes, I will give cries of joy for your mercy in the morning; because you have been my strength and my high tower in the day of my trouble.

¹⁷To you, O my strength, will I make my song: because God is my high tower, even the God of my mercy.

Psalms 59

¹Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.

²Deliver me from the workers of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.

³For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Lord.

⁴I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!

⁵You, Lord God of Hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. Selah.

⁶They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.

⁷Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?"

⁸But you, Lord, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.

⁹Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.

¹⁰My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.

¹¹Do not kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.

¹²For 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.

¹³Consume 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.

¹⁴At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.

¹⁵They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied.

¹⁶But 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.

¹⁷To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.