Psalms 7

¹O Jehovah my God, in thee do I take refuge:

²Lest they tear my soul like a lion,

³O Jehovah my God, if I have done this;

⁴If I have rewarded evil unto him that was at peace with me

⁵Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it;

⁶Arise, O Jehovah, in thine anger;

⁷And let the congregation of the peoples compass thee about;

⁸Jehovah ministereth judgment to the peoples:

⁹Oh let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end, but establish thou the righteous:

¹⁰My shield is with God,

¹¹God is a righteous judge,

¹²If a man turn not, he will whet his sword;

¹³He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death;

¹⁴Behold, he travaileth with iniquity;

¹⁵He hath made a pit, and digged it,

¹⁶His mischief shall return upon his own head,

¹⁷I will give thanks unto Jehovah according to his righteousness,