Psalm, 7

A dirge^*1 of David that he sang to Jehovah regarding the words of Cush the Benʹja·min·ite.

¹ O Jehovah my God, in you I have taken refuge. Save me from all those persecuting me and rescue me.

² Otherwise they will tear me^*1 to pieces as a lion does, Carrying me off with no one to rescue me.

³ O Jehovah my God, if I am at fault in this, If I have acted unjustly,

⁴ If I have wronged the one doing good to me, Or if I have plundered my enemy without cause,^*1

⁵ Then let an enemy pursue and overtake me;^*1 Let him trample my life down to the earth And cause my glory to perish in the dust. (Selah)

⁶ Rise up in your anger, O Jehovah; Stand up against the fury of my enemies; Awake for me, and demand that justice be done.

⁷ Let the nations surround you; And you will act against them from on high.

⁸ Jehovah will pass sentence on the peoples. Judge me, O Jehovah, according to my righteousness And according to my integrity.

⁹ Please put an end to the evil deeds of the wicked. But establish the righteous, Since you are the righteous God who examines the hearts and the deepest emotions.^*1

¹⁰ God is my shield, the Savior of those upright in heart.

¹¹ God is a righteous Judge, And God proclaims his judgments^*1 every day.

¹² If anyone will not repent, He sharpens his sword; He bends his bow and makes it ready.

¹³ He prepares his deadly weapons; He makes ready his flaming arrows.

¹⁴ Look at the one who is pregnant with wickedness; He conceives trouble and gives birth to lies.

¹⁵ He excavates a pit and digs it deep, But he falls into the very hole he made.

¹⁶ The trouble he causes will return on his own head; His violence will fall on the crown of his head.

¹⁷ I will praise Jehovah for his justice; I will sing praises^*1 to the name of Jehovah the Most High.