PSALM 140
To victory, the psalm of David. Lord, deliver thou me from an evil man; deliver thou me from a wicked man.
Which thought wickednesses in the heart; all day they ordained battles.
They sharpened their tongues as serpents; the venom of snakes is under the lips of them.
Lord, keep thou me from the hand of the sinner; and deliver thou me from wicked men. Which thought to deceive my goings;
proud men hid a snare to me. And they laid forth cords into a snare; they setted a trap to me beside the way.
I said to the Lord, Thou art my God; Lord, hear thou the voice of my beseeching.
Lord, Lord, the virtue of mine health; thou madest a shadow on mine head in the day of battle.
Lord, betake thou not me from my desire to the sinner; they thought against me, forsake thou not me, lest peradventure they be enhanced.
The head of the compass of them; the travail of their lips shall cover them.
10 Coals shall fall on them, thou shalt cast them down into fire; into wretchednesses where they shall not be able to stand.
11 A man that is a great jangler shall not be dressed [or rightforth ruled] in earth; evils shall take an unjust man into perishing.
12 I have known, that the Lord shall make doom of a needy man; and the vengeance of poor men.
13 Nevertheless just [or rightwise] men shall acknowledge to thy name; and rightful [or right] men shall dwell with thy cheer.