Psalms Chapter 7

1 A song of David that he sang to the Lord concerning the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Lord my God, in you I put my trust. Save me from all who pursue me and deliver me,
2 lest he tear my soul like a lion, tearing it in pieces, and there is no one to deliver.
3 O Lord my God, if I have done this. If there is iniquity in my hands;
4 if I have rewarded evil to my friend, or if I have delivered one oppressing me without cause;
5 let the enemy persecute my soul and take it; Yes, let him trample down my life on the earth and lay my honor in the dust. Selah.
6 Arise, O Lord, in your anger. Lift up yourself because of the rage of my enemies, and awake for me to the judgment that you have commanded.
7 The congregation of the people shall surround you. And over it you will return on high.
8 The Lord shall judge the people. Judge me O Lord, according to my righteousness and according to my integrity.
9 O let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end, but establish the just. For the righteous God tries the minds and hearts.
10 My defense is from God who saves the upright in heart.
11 God judges the righteous and God is angry with the wicked every day.
12 If he does not turn, He will whet His sword. He has bent His bow and made it ready.
13 Yes, He has fitted him for instruments of death. He has made His arrows hotly pursue.
14 Behold, he labors in pain with iniquity, and he has conceived mischief, and has brought forth falsehood.
15 He dug a pit and bored it and has fallen into the ditch that he made.
16 His mischief will return on his own head and his violence will come on his own crown.
17 I will praise the Lord according to His righteousness and sing praise to the name of the Lord most high.