Psalm 140
or Coverdale
Eripe me, Domine

¹Deliver me, O Lord, from evildoers; *
protect me from the violent,
²Who devise evil in their hearts *
and stir up strife all day long.
³They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; *
adder's poison is under their lips.
⁴Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked; *
protect me from the violent,
who are determined to trip me up.
⁵The proud have hidden a snare for me
and stretched out a net of cords; *
they have set traps for me along the path.
⁶I have said to the Lord, "You are my God; *
listen, O Lord, to my supplication.
⁷O Lord God, the strength of my salvation, *
you have covered my head in the day of battle.
⁸Do not grant the desires of the wicked, O Lord, *
Nor let their evil plans prosper.
⁹Let not those who surround me lift up their heads; *
let the evil of their lips overwhelm them.
¹⁰Let hot burning coals fall upon them; *
let them be cast into the mire, never to rise up again."
¹¹A slanderer shall not be established on the earth, *
and evil shall hunt down the lawless.
¹²I know that the Lord will maintain the cause of the poor *
and render justice to the needy.
¹³Surely, the righteous will give thanks to your Name, *
and the upright shall continue in your sight.