Psalms 7
1 Ode of David: which he sang unto Yahweh, on account of the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Yahweh my God, in thee, have I sought refuge, —Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me:
A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord about Cush, the Benjamite. Lord my God, I take refuge in you. Deliver me, save me from all who pursue me;
2 Lest one tear, as a lion, my soul, —and there be no deliverer to rescue.
or like lions they will tear me to pieces, and rend me, past hope of rescue.
3 O Yahweh my God, If I have done this, If there hath been perversity in my hands:
Lord, my God, if my life has been such if my hands have been stained with guilt,
4 If I have requited my friend with wrong, —or have oppressed mine adversary without need,
if friends I paid back with evil, if I plundered my foes without cause,
5 Let an enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it, that he may tread down, to the earth, my life, —and, mine honour—in the dust, he may cause to dwell. (Selah)
may the enemy chase and find me, trample my life to the ground, my honor leave in the dirt! (Selah)
6 Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up, because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:
Arise, Lord, in anger, against my foes rise in fury. Awake for my help: let justice be done.
7 When, the assembly of peoples, gather round thee, then, above it—on high, do thou return!
Gather the nations about you, and sit on your lofty throne,
8 Yahweh, will judge the peoples, —Do me justice, O Yahweh, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity upon me,
as the Lord, the judge of the peoples. Judge me, Lord, in my innocence and according to my integrity.
9 Let the wrong of the lawless, I pray thee, come to an end, and establish thou him that is righteous, —for, a trier of hearts and reins, is God the righteous one.
Put an end to the wrong of the wicked, protect the righteous. Searcher of hearts and minds, righteous God.
10 My shield, is held by God, who is ready to save the upright in heart:
God is my shield: he saves the upright in heart.
11 A God to vindicate the righteous, —And yet a God to be indignant throughout every day.
God is a just judge, constant in righteous anger.
12 If he turn not, his sword, will he whet, —his bow, hath he bent, and made ready:
He will sharpen his sword without fail, his bow is bent and ready,
13 But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:
his deadly weapons are ready, his arrows he makes of flame.
14 Lo! he gendereth trouble, and conceiveth mischief, but giveth birth to a disappointment:
The enemy who conceives evil; pregnant with mischief, giving birth to lies,
15 A pit, he cut out, and digged it, and then fell into the ditch he had made:
a pit they have made and dug; but into the hole that they made they will fall.
16 His mischief, turneth back, on his own head, —and, on his own crown, his violence, descendeth.
On their own heads their mischief comes back; on their own skulls their violence comes down.
17 I will praise Yahweh according to his righteousness, —and will praise in song the Name of Yahweh Most High.
I will give thanks to the Lord for his justice, and sing to the name of the Lord Most High.
