Deliver me, O Lord, from evil men :
and preserve me from violent men.
Who devise mischief in their hearts :
who stir up enmity day by day.
They have sharpened their tongues like a serpents :
and the venom of asps is under their lips.
Keep me, O Lord, from the power of the wicked :
preserve me from violent men,
who think to thrust me from my course.
The arrogant have laid a snare for me,
and rogues have stretched the net :
they have set traps along my way.
But I have said to the Lord You are my God :
hear, O Lord, the voice of my pleading.
O Lord my God and my sure stronghold :
you have covered my head in the day of battle.
Do not fulfil, O Lord, the desire of the wicked :
nor further the evil that he has devised.
[Let not those that beset me lift their heads :
but let the mischief that is on their lips bury them.
Let hot burning coals be poured upon them :
let them be plunged into that miry pit
from which they shall never arise.
Let no man of evil tongue find footing in the land :
the evil, the violent man let him be hunted to the end.]
I know that the Lord will work justice for the oppressed :
and right judgements for the poor.
Surely the righteous shall have cause to praise your name :
and the just shall dwell in your sight.