Thou destroyest those speaking lies, A man of blood and deceit Jehovah doth abominate.

For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.

Multiplied are their griefs, Who have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.

Do not gather with sinners my soul, And with men of blood my life,

For they attend not to the doing of Jehovah, And unto the work of His hands. He throweth them down, And doth not build them up.

What gain is in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

Judge me, O God, And plead my cause against a nation not pious, From a man of deceit and perverseness Thou dost deliver me,

Do I eat the flesh of bulls, And drink the blood of he-goats?

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David, in the coming in unto him of Nathan the prophet, when he hath gone in unto Bath-Sheba. Favour me, O God, according to Thy kindness, According to the abundance of Thy mercies, Blot out my transgressions.

Hide Thy face from my sin. And all mine iniquities blot out.

Deliver me from blood, O God, God of my salvation, My tongue singeth of Thy righteousness.

Do good in Thy good pleasure with Zion, Thou dost build the walls of Jerusalem.

And Thou, O God, dost bring them down To a pit of destruction, Men of blood and deceit reach not to half their days, And I -- I do trust in Thee!

The righteous rejoiceth that he hath seen vengeance, His steps he washeth in the blood of the wicked.

Deliver me from workers of iniquity, And from men of blood save me.

So that thou dashest thy foot in blood, In the blood of enemies -- the tongue of Thy dogs.'

For God doth save Zion, And doth build the cities of Judah, And they have dwelt there, and possess it.

From fraud and from violence he redeemeth their soul, And precious is their blood in his eyes.

Arise, O God, plead Thy plea, Remember Thy reproach from a fool all the day.

And He turneth to blood their streams, And their floods they drink not.

They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.

Why do the nations say, 'Where is their God?' Let be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Thy servants that is shed.

For I said, 'To the age is kindness built, The heavens! Thou dost establish Thy faithfulness in them.'

'Even to the age do I establish thy seed, And have built to generation and generation thy throne. Selah.

They decree against the soul of the righteous, And innocent blood declare wicked.

He hath turned their waters to blood, And putteth to death their fish.

And they shed innocent blood -- Blood of their sons and of their daughters, Whom they have sacrificed to idols of Canaan, And the land is profaned with blood.

Plead my plea, and redeem me, According to Thy saying quicken me.

A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.

Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me!