1 To the Chief Musician. For stringed instruments. A contemplation. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not Yourself from my cry.
3 from the voice of the enemy, from the oppression of the wicked, for they shake trouble over me, and in wrath they hate me.
9 Swallow up, O Jehovah, and divide their tongues; for I have seen violence and fighting in the city.
12 For it is not an enemy who reviled me; then I could have borne it; it is not one who hates me who magnified himself against me; or I would hide myself from him;
15 Let desolation take hold on them, and let them go down alive into hell; for evils are among them in their dwellings.
18 He has delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me; for there were many with me.
19 God shall hear and answer them, even He who is enthroned of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they do not fear God.
20 He has put forth his hands against those who were at peace with him; he has broken his covenant.
21 The butterings of his mouth were forked, but war was in his heart; his words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
22 Cast your burden on Jehovah, and He will keep you; He will never allow the righteous to waver.