Psalm 7

Psalm 7

¹The psalm of David, which he sung to the Lord, for the words of Chusi, the son of Jemini.

²O Lord, my God, in thee have I put my trust; save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me.

³Lest at any time he seize upon my soul like a lion, while there is no one to redeem me, nor to save.

⁴O Lord, my God, if I have done this thing, if there be iniquity in my hands:

⁵If I have rendered to them that repaid me evils, let me deservedly fall empty before my enemies.

⁶Let the enemy pursue my soul, and take it, and tread down my life, on the earth, and bring down my glory to the dust.

⁷Rise up, O Lord, in thy anger: and be thou exalted in the borders of my enemies. And arise, O Lord, my God, in the precept which thou hast commanded:

⁸And a congregation of people shall surround thee. And for their sakes return thou on high.

⁹The Lord judgeth the people. Judge me, O Lord, according to my justice, and according to my innocence in me.

¹⁰The wickedness of sinners shall be brought to nought; and thou shalt direct the just: the searcher of hearts and reins is God. Just

¹¹Is my help from the Lord; who saveth the upright of heart.

¹²God is a just judge, strong and patient: is he angry every day?

¹³Except you will be converted, he will brandish his sword; he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.

¹⁴And in it he hath prepared to instruments of death, he hath made ready his arrows for them that burn.

¹⁵Behold he hath been in labour with injustice: he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth iniquity.

¹⁶He hath opened a pit and dug it: and he is fallen into the hole he made.

¹⁷His sorrow shall be turned on his own head: and his iniquity shall come down upon his crown.

¹⁸I will give glory to the Lord according to his justice: and will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.