Psalms 140

1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” Deliver me, O Lord, from an evil man; from a man of violence do thou keep me;

2 Who think over evil [resolves] in their heart, [who] every day are gathered together for war.

3 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent: the poison of the adder is under their lips. (Selah)

4 Preserve me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked, from the man of violence do thou keep me, who think of overthrowing my steps.

5 The proud have hidden a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the side of [my] track; traps have they set for me. (Selah)

6 I have said unto the Lord, Thou art my God: give ear, O Lord, to the voice of my supplications.

7 O thou Eternal Lord, the strength of my salvation, thou hast covered my head on the day of battle.

8 Grant not, O Lord, the longings of the wicked; suffer not his wicked device to succeed: lest they exalt themselves. (Selah)

9 [As for] the heads of those that encompass me about, let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

10 Let burning coals be cast upon them: let them be thrown into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again.

11 Let not the man of an [evil] tongue be established on the earth: may evil hunt down the violent man to his downfall.

12 I know that the Lord will procure right for the afflicted, [and] justice for the needy.

13 Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell before thy presence.