1 To the Overseer with stringed instruments. -- An instruction, by David. Give ear, O God, to my prayer, And hide not from my supplication.
3 Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
10 By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness are in its midst,
12 For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear it, He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
15 Desolations are upon them, They go down to Sheol -- alive, For wickedness is in their dwelling, in their midst.
18 He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.
19 God doth hear and afflict them, And He sitteth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, and fear not God,
21 Sweeter than honey hath been his mouth, And his heart is war! Softer have been his words than oil, And they are drawn swords.
22 Cast on Jehovah that which He hath given thee, And He doth sustain thee, He doth not suffer for ever the moving of the righteous.