Psalms 7

¹A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the LORD concerning the affairs of Cush, a Benjaminite. O LORD my God, in you I have taken refuge — save me from all who pursue me, and rescue me.

²lest he tear my soul like a lion, tearing apart, with no one to deliver.

³O LORD my God, if I have done this, if there is wrong in my hands —

⁴if I have repaid my ally with bad, or plundered my adversary without cause —

⁵Let the enemy pursue my soul and overtake, and trample my life to the ground, and lay my glory in the dust. Selah.

⁶Arise, O LORD, in your anger; lift yourself up against the fury of my adversaries; and awake for me — you have commanded judgment.

⁷Let the assembly of peoples surround you — and over it, return on high.

⁸The LORD will judge the peoples; judge me, O LORD, according to my righteousness and according to my integrity that is upon me.

⁹Let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end, and establish the righteous, you who examine hearts and minds, O righteous God.

¹⁰My shield is upon God, who saves the upright of heart.

¹¹God is a righteous judge — and God is indignant every day.

¹²If he does not repent, he will whet his sword; his bow he has bent and made ready.

¹³And for him he has prepared his weapons of death; his arrows he makes for those who ardently pursue.

¹⁴Behold, he labors with wickedness, conceives trouble, and gives birth to falsehood.

¹⁵A pit he dug and scooped it out — and he fell into the pit he made.

¹⁶His trouble returns upon his own head — and upon his crown, his violence comes down.

¹⁷I will give thanks to the LORD according to his righteousness, and I will sing praise to the name of the LORD Most High.