Psalms 54

1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm (maskil) of David, concerning the time when the Ziphites came to Saul and told him, “David is hiding among us.” God, because of your very nature, please save me! Vindicate me by your power!

“To the chief musician on Neginoth, a Maskil of David, When the Ziphim came and said to Saul, Behold, David is hiding himself with us.” O God, by thy name save me, and by thy strength grant me justice.

2 God, please hear my prayer; listen to what I'm saying.

O God, hear my prayer; give ear to the words of my mouth.

3 For strangers are coming to attack me—violent men who don't care about God are trying to kill me. (Selah)

For strangers [to goodness] are risen up against me, and powerful oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. (Selah)

4 But God helps me; the Lord saves my life!

Behold, God is a helper unto me: the Lord is among those that uphold my soul.

5 The evil my enemies have done will come back upon them. I depend on you to destroy them.

He will cause the evil to return upon those that regard me with envy: in thy truth cut them off.

6 I will happily offer a sacrifice to you; I will praise the kind of person you are, Lord, for you are good.

I will liberally sacrifice unto thee: I will give thanks unto thy name, O Lord; for it is good.

7 For he has saved me from all my troubles; and I have seen those who hated me defeated.

For out of all distress hath he delivered me: and my eye hath seen [its desire] on my enemies.