Psalms 7

¹A Shiggaion of David which he sang to Yahweh on account of Cush, a Benjaminite. O Yahweh, my God, in you I have taken refuge. Save me from all who pursue me, and deliver me. ²Or else he will tear me apart like a lion, ripping to pieces, with none to deliver. ³O Yahweh, my God, if I have done this, if there is wrong in my hands, ⁴if I have repaid ⌞my ally⌟ with harm, or if I have plundered my enemy without cause, ⁵let the enemy of my soul pursue, and overtake and trample my life into the ground, and lay my honor in the dust. Selah ⁶Rise up, O Yahweh, in your anger, and lift yourself up against the wrath of my oppressors, and awake for me, since you have commanded judgment. ⁷And let the assembly of peoples surround you, and over it return on high. ⁸Yahweh judges the nations. O Yahweh, vindicate me according to my innocence and according to my integrity within me. ⁹Let the evil of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous, and test the hearts and innermost being, O righteous God. ¹⁰My shield is with God who saves the upright of heart. ¹¹God is a righteous judge, and a God who has indignation every day. ¹²If he does not repent, he will sharpen his sword. He has bent his bow and he has ⌞strung⌟ it. ¹³And he has prepared for him weapons of death. He has made his arrows fiery shafts. ¹⁴See, he travails with evil. He is pregnant with trouble, and he gives birth to deception. ¹⁵He makes a pit and digs it out, then falls in the trap he has made. ¹⁶His trouble comes back on his head, and his violence comes down on his skull. ¹⁷I will thank Yahweh according to his righteousness, and I will sing praise to the name of Yahweh, the Most High.