For thou wilt bless the righteous; O Jehovah, thou wilt compass him with favor as with a shield.

And let the congregation of the peoples compass thee about; And over them return thou on high.

From the wicked that oppress me, My deadly enemies, that compass me about.

I will wash my hands in innocency: So will I compass thine altar, O Jehovah;

Thou art my hiding-place; thou wilt preserve me from trouble; Thou wilt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah

Many sorrows shall be to the wicked; But he that trusteth in Jehovah, lovingkindness shall compass him about.

As for the head of those that compass me about, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.