| Chapter 7 |
1 | Yahweh, my God, I take refuge in you. Save me from all those who pursue me, and deliver me,
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2 | Lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
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3 | Yahweh, my God, if I have done this, If there is iniquity in my hands,
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4 | If I have rewarded evil to him who was at peace with me (Yes, I have delivered him who without cause was my adversary),
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5 | Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; Yes, let him tread my life down to the earth, And lay my glory in the dust. Selah.
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6 | Arise, Yahweh, in your anger. Lift up yourself against the rage of my adversaries. Awake for me. You have commanded judgment.
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7 | Let the congregation of the peoples surround you. Rule over them on high.
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8 | Yahweh administers judgment to the peoples. Judge me, Yahweh, according to my righteousness, And to my integrity that is in me.
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9 | Oh let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end, But establish the righteous; Their minds and hearts are searched by the righteous God.
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10 | My shield is with God, Who saves the upright in heart.
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11 | God is a righteous judge, Yes, a God who has indignation every day.
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12 | If a man doesn't relent, he will sharpen his sword; He has bent and strung his bow.
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13 | He has also prepared for himself the instruments of death. He makes ready his flaming arrows.
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14 | Behold, he travails with iniquity; Yes, he has conceived mischief and brought forth falsehood.
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15 | He has dug a hole, And has fallen into the pit which he made.
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16 | The trouble he causes shall return to his own head. His violence shall come down on the crown of his own head.
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17 | I will give thanks to Yahweh according to his righteousness, And will sing praise to the name of Yahweh Most High. Psalm 8 For the Chief Musician; on an instrument of Gath. A Psalm by David.
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