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Psalm 7–12

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PSALM 7

A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning Cush a Benjaminite.

1O Lord my God, in thee do I take refuge;

save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me,

2lest like a lion they rend me,

dragging me away, with none to rescue.

3O Lord my God, if I have done this,

if there is wrong in my hands,

4if I have requited my friend with evil

or plundered my enemy without cause,

5let the enemy pursue me and overtake me,

and let him trample my life to the ground,

and lay my soul in the dust. Selah

6Arise, O Lord, in thy anger,

lift thyself up against the fury of my enemies;

awake, O my God;b thou hast appointed a judgment.

7Let the assembly of the peoples be gathered about thee;

and over it take thy seatc on high.

8The Lord judges the peoples;

judge me, O Lord, according to my righteousness

and according to the integrity that is in me.

9O let the evil of the wicked come to an end,

but establish thou the righteous,

thou who triest the minds and hearts,

thou righteous God.

10My shield is with God,

who saves the upright in heart.

11God is a righteous judge,

and a God who has indignation every day.

12If a man does not repent, God will whet his sword;

he has bent and strung his bow;

13he has prepared his deadly weapons,

making his arrows fiery shafts.

14Behold, the wicked man conceives evil,

and is pregnant with mischief,

and brings forth lies.

15He makes a pit, digging it out,

and falls into the hole which he has made.

16His mischief returns upon his own head,

and on his own pate his violence descends.

17I will give to the Lord the thanks due to his righteousness,

and I will sing praise to the name of the Lord, the Most High.

PSALM 8

To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. A Psalm of David.

1O Lord, our Lord,

how majestic is thy name in all the earth!

Thou whose glory above the heavens is chanted

2by the mouth of babes and infants,

thou hast founded a bulwark because of thy foes,

to still the enemy and the avenger.

3When I look at thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,

the moon and the stars which thou hast established;

4what is man that thou art mindful of him,

and the son of man that thou dost care for him?

5Yet thou hast made him little less than God,

and dost crown him with glory and honor.

6Thou hast given him dominion over the works of thy hands;

thou hast put all things under his feet,

7all sheep and oxen,

and also the beasts of the field,

8the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea,

whatever passes along the paths of the sea.

9O Lord, our Lord,

how majestic is thy name in all the earth!

PSALM 9

To the choirmaster: according to Muth-labben. A Psalm of David.

1I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart;

I will tell of all thy wonderful deeds.

2I will be glad and exult in thee,

I will sing praise to thy name, O Most High.

3When my enemies turned back,

they stumbled and perished before thee.

4For thou hast maintained my just cause;

thou hast sat on the throne giving righteous judgment.

5Thou hast rebuked the nations, thou hast destroyed the wicked;

thou hast blotted out their name for ever and ever.

6The enemy have vanished in everlasting ruins;

their cities thou hast rooted out;

the very memory of them has perished.

7But the Lord sits enthroned for ever,

he has established his throne for judgment;

8and he judges the world with righteousness,

he judges the peoples with equity.

9The Lord is a stronghold for the oppressed,

a stronghold in times of trouble.

10And those who know thy name put their trust in thee,

for thou, O Lord, hast not forsaken those who seek thee.

11Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Zion!

Tell among the peoples his deeds!

12For he who avenges blood is mindful of them;

he does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

13Be gracious to me, O Lord!

Behold what I suffer from those who hate me,

O thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,

14that I may recount all thy praises,

that in the gates of the daughter of Zion

I may rejoice in thy deliverance.

15The nations have sunk in the pit which they made;

in the net which they hid has their own foot been caught.

16The Lord has made himself known, he has executed judgment;

the wicked are snared in the work of their own hands. Higgaion. Selah

17The wicked shall depart to Sheol,

all the nations that forget God.

18For the needy shall not always be forgotten,

and the hope of the poor shall not perish for ever.

19Arise, O Lord! Let not man prevail;

let the nations be judged before thee!

20Put them in fear, O Lord!

Let the nations know that they are but men! Selah

PSALM 10

1Why dost thou stand afar off, O Lord?

Why dost thou hide thyself in times of trouble?

2In arrogance the wicked hotly pursue the poor;

let them be caught in the schemes which they have devised.

3For the wicked boasts of the desires of his heart,

and the man greedy for gain curses and renounces the Lord.

4In the pride of his countenance the wicked does not seek him;

all his thoughts are, “There is no God.”

5His ways prosper at all times;

thy judgments are on high, out of his sight;

as for all his foes, he puffs at them.

6He thinks in his heart, “I shall not be moved;

throughout all generations I shall not meet adversity.”

7His mouth is filled with cursing and deceit and oppression;

under his tongue are mischief and iniquity.

8He sits in ambush in the villages;

in hiding places he murders the innocent.

His eyes stealthily watch for the hapless,

9he lurks in secret like a lion in his covert;

he lurks that he may seize the poor,

he seizes the poor when he draws him into his net.

10The hapless is crushed, sinks down,

and falls by his might.

11He thinks in his heart, “God has forgotten,

he has hidden his face, he will never see it.”

12Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up thy hand;

forget not the afflicted.

13Why does the wicked renounce God,

and say in his heart, “Thou wilt not call to account”?

14Thou dost see; yea, thou dost note trouble and vexation,

that thou mayest take it into thy hands;

the hapless commits himself to thee;

thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.

15Break thou the arm of the wicked and evildoer;

seek out his wickedness till thou find none.

16The Lord is king for ever and ever;

the nations shall perish from his land.

17O Lord, thou wilt hear the desire of the meek;

thou wilt strengthen their heart, thou wilt incline thy ear

18to do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed,

so that man who is of the earth may strike terror no more.

PSALM 11

To the choirmaster. Of David.

1In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to me,

“Flee like a bird to the mountains;

2for lo, the wicked bend the bow,

they have fitted their arrow to the string,

to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart;

3if the foundations are destroyed,

what can the righteous do”?

4The Lord is in his holy temple,

the Lord’s throne is in heaven;

his eyes behold, his eyelids test, the children of men.

5The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked,

and his soul hates him that loves violence.

6On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and brimstone;

a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7For the Lord is righteous, he loves righteous deeds;

the upright shall behold his face.

PSALM 12

To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

1Help, Lord; for there is no longer any that is godly;

for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men.

2Every one utters lies to his neighbor;

with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.

3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips,

the tongue that makes great boasts,

4those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail,

our lips are with us; who is our master?”

5“Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan,

I will now arise,” says the Lord;

“I will place him in the safety for which he longs.”

6The promises of the Lord are promises that are pure,

silver refined in a furnace on the ground,

purified seven times.

7Do thou, O Lord, protect us,

guard us ever from this generation.

8On every side the wicked prowl,

as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

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