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Psalm 59

 
Eripe me de inimicis
 

Deliver me from mine enemies, O God; defend me from them that rise up against me. O deliver me from the wicked doers, and save me from the bloodthirsty men.

For lo, they lie waiting for my soul; the mighty men are gathered against me, without any offence or fault of me, O Lord. They run and prepare themselves without my fault; arise thou therefore to help me, and behold.

Stand up, O Lord God of hosts, thou God of Israel, to visit all the heathen; and be not merciful unto them that offend of malicious wickedness. They go to and fro in the evening; they grin like a dog, and run about through the city. Behold, they speak with their mouth, and swords are in their lips; for who doth hear?

But thou, O Lord, shalt have them in derision, and thou shalt laugh all the heathen to scorn. My strength will I ascribe unto thee; for thou art the God of my refuge. God showeth me his goodness plenteously; and God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies. Slay them not, lest my people forget it; but scatter them with thy power, and put them down, O Lord our defence. For the sin of their mouth, and for the words of their lips, they shall be taken in their pride; and why? their preaching is of cursing and lies. Consume them in thy wrath, consume them, that they may perish, and know that it is God that ruleth in Jacob, and unto the ends of the world.

And in the evening they will return, grin like a dog, and will go about the city. They will run here and there for meat, and grudge if they be not satisfied. As for me, I will sing of thy power, and will praise thy mercy betimes in the morning; for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble. Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing; for thou, O God, art my refuge, and my merciful God.

The coverdale translation edited by W.S. Peterson and Valerie Macys — used with permission.
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