1 Vir die musiekleier; op die wysie van: "Moenie verwoes nie." Van Dawid. 'n Gedig, toe Saul gestuur het en hulle die huis laat bewaak het om hom dood te maak.

2 Red my van my vyande, o my God! Beskerm my teen my teëstanders!

3 Red my van die werkers van ongeregtigheid, en verlos my van die manne van bloed!

4 Want kyk, hulle lê en loer op my lewe; sterkes val my aan, sonder oortreding en sonder sonde van my kant, o HERE!

5 Buiten my skuld hardloop hulle en maak hulle klaar. Ontwaak, my tegemoet, en kyk!

6 Ja U, HERE, God van die leërskare, God van Israel, word wakker om oor al die heidene besoeking te doen; wees al die ongeregtige trouelose nie genadig nie! Sela.

7 Elke aand kom hulle terug; hulle huil soos honde en dwaal deur die stad.

8 Kyk, hulle smaal met hul mond; swaarde is op hulle lippe, want -- wie sou dit hoor?

9 Maar U, o HERE, lag oor hulle; U spot met al die heidene.

10 My Sterkte, op U wil ek wag, want God is my rotsvesting.

11 My genadige God sal my tegemoetkom; God sal my op my vyande laat neersien.

12 Moet hulle nie ombring nie, sodat my volk dit nie vergeet nie: laat hulle rondswerwe deur u krag, en werp hulle neer, o Here, ons Skild!

13 Sonde van hulle mond is die woord van hulle lippe; laat hulle dan gevang word in hul trots, en vanweë die vloek en die leuen wat hulle vertel.

14 Vernietig hulle in grimmigheid, vernietig hulle, sodat hulle daar nie meer is nie; en laat hulle weet dat God heers in Jakob, tot by die eindes van die aarde! Sela.

15 En elke aand kom hulle terug; hulle huil soos honde en dwaal deur die stad.

16 Hulle swerwe rond om voedsel te soek; as hulle nie versadig word nie, vertoef hulle die hele nag.

17 Maar ,k sal sing van u sterkte en elke môre jubel oor u goedertierenheid, want U was 'n rotsvesting vir my en 'n toevlug in die dag toe ek benoud was. [ (Psalms 59:18) My Sterkte, tot u eer wil ek psalmsing, want God is my rotsvesting, my genadige God. ]

1 To the chief music-maker; put to At-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When Saul sent, and they were watching the house, to put him to death.

2 \59:1\Take me out of the hands of the cruel ones, O my God; keep me safe from those who come up against me.

3 \59:2\Take me out of the power of the workers of evil, and keep me safe from the men of blood.

4 \59:3\For see, they are watching in secret for my soul; the strong have come together against me? but not because of my sin, or my evil-doing, O Lord.

5 \59:4\For no sin of mine they go quickly and get themselves ready; be awake and come to my help, and see.

6 \59:5\You, O Lord God of armies, are the God of Israel; come now and give punishment to the nations; have no mercy on any workers of deceit. (Selah.)

7 \59:6\They come back in the evening; they make a noise like a dog, and go round the town.

8 \59:7\See, hate is dropping from their lips; curses are on their tongues: they say, Who gives attention to it?

9 \59:8\But you are laughing at them, O Lord; you will make sport of all the nations.

10 \59:9\O my strength, I will put my hope in you; because God is my strong tower.

11 \59:10\The God of my mercy will go before me: God will let me see my desire effected on my haters.

12 \59:11\Put them not to death, for so my people will keep the memory of them: let them be sent in all directions by your power; make them low, O Lord our saviour.

13 \59:12\Because of the sin of their mouths and the word of their lips, let them even be taken in their pride; and for their curses and their deceit,

14 \59:13\Put an end to them in your wrath, put an end to them, so that they may not be seen again; let them see that God is ruling in Jacob and to the ends of the earth. (Selah.)

15 \59:14\And in the evening let them come back, and make a noise like a dog, and go round the town.

16 \59:15\Let them go wandering up and down in search of food, and be there all night if they have not enough.

17 \59:16\But I will make songs of your power; yes, I will give cries of joy for your mercy in the morning; because you have been my strength and my high tower in the day of my trouble.

18 \59:17\To you, O my strength, will I make my song: because God is my high tower, even the God of my mercy.