Psalms 140
Chapter 140 of 150
1 Prayer for Deliverance from the Wicked. For the leader. A psalm of David.
2 Deliver me, Lord, from the wicked; preserve me from the violent,
3 From those who plan evil in their hearts, who stir up conflicts every day,
4 Who sharpen their tongue like a serpent, venom of asps upon their lips.
5 Keep me, Lord, from the clutches of the wicked; preserve me from the violent, who plot to trip me up.
6 The arrogant have set a trap for me; they have spread out ropes for a net, laid snares for me by the wayside.
7 I say to the Lord: You are my God; listen, Lord, to the words of my pleas.
8 Lord, my master, my strong deliverer, you cover my head on the day of armed conflict.
9 Lord, do not grant the desires of the wicked one; do not let his plot succeed.
10 Those who surround me raise their heads; may the mischief they threaten overwhelm them.
11 Drop burning coals upon them; cast them into the watery pit never more to rise.
12 Slanderers will not survive on earth; evil will hunt down the man of violence to overthrow him.
13 For I know the Lord will take up the cause of the needy, justice for the poor.
14 Then the righteous will give thanks to your name; the upright will dwell in your presence.