He prepares to use deadly weapons against him; he gets ready to shoot flaming arrows.

Rise up, Lord! Confront him! Knock him down! Use your sword to rescue me from the wicked man!

Lord, use your power to deliver me from these murderers, from the murderers of this world! They enjoy prosperity; you overwhelm them with the riches they desire. They have many children, and leave their wealth to their offspring.

A psalm -- a song used at the dedication of the temple; by David. I will praise you, O Lord, for you lifted me up, and did not allow my enemies to gloat over me.

Then make sure you don't speak evil words or use deceptive speech!

Use your spear and lance against those who chase me! Assure me with these words: "I am your deliverer!"

You do damage with words, and use your tongue to deceive.

You love to use all the words that destroy, and the tongue that deceives.

Do not strike them dead suddenly, because then my people might forget the lesson. Use your power to make them homeless vagabonds and then bring them down, O Lord who shields us!

They spend all their time planning how to bring him down. They love to use deceit; they pronounce blessings with their mouths, but inwardly they utter curses. (Selah)

May his fame endure! May his dynasty last as long as the sun remains in the sky! May they use his name when they formulate their blessings! May all nations consider him to be favored by God!

Listen to the painful cries of the prisoners! Use your great strength to set free those condemned to die!

All day long my enemies taunt me; those who mock me use my name in their curses.

So he used suffering to humble them; they stumbled and no one helped them up.

Before I was afflicted I used to stray off, but now I keep your instructions.

to the one who used wisdom to make the heavens, for his loyal love endures,