Psalm 7

A psalm of David, which he sang to the LORD concerning Cush of the tribe of Benjamin. ¹I come to you for protection, O LORD my God. Save me from my persecutors—rescue me! ² If you don’t, they will maul me like a lion, tearing me to pieces with no one to rescue me. ³ O LORD my God, if I have done wrong or am guilty of injustice, ⁴ if I have betrayed a friend or plundered my enemy without cause, ⁵ then let my enemies capture me. Let them trample me into the ground and drag my honor in the dust.Interlude

⁶Arise, O LORD, in anger! Stand up against the fury of my enemies! Wake up, my God, and bring justice! ⁷ Gather the nations before you. Rule over them from on high. ⁸ The LORD judges the nations. Declare me righteous, O LORD, for I am innocent, O Most High! ⁹ End the evil of those who are wicked, and defend the righteous. For you look deep within the mind and heart, O righteous God.

¹⁰God is my shield, saving those whose hearts are true and right. ¹¹ God is an honest judge. He is angry with the wicked every day.

¹²If a person does not repent, God Hebrew he. will sharpen his sword; he will bend and string his bow. ¹³ He will prepare his deadly weapons and shoot his flaming arrows.

¹⁴The wicked conceive evil; they are pregnant with trouble and give birth to lies. ¹⁵ They dig a deep pit to trap others, then fall into it themselves. ¹⁶ The trouble they make for others backfires on them. The violence they plan falls on their own heads.

¹⁷I will thank the LORD because he is just; I will sing praise to the name of the LORD Most High.