1 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me.

2 Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from bloody men.

3 For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.

4 They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold.

5 Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.

6 They return at evening: they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.

7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth: swords are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?

8 But thou, O LORD, shalt laugh at them; thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.

9 Because of his strength will I wait upon thee: for God is my defence.

10 The God of my mercy shall prevent me: God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies.

11 Slay them not, lest my people forget: scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord our shield.

12 For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips let them even be taken in their pride: and for cursing and lying which they speak.

13 Consume them in wrath, consume them, that they may not be: and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob unto the ends of the earth. Selah.

14 And at evening let them return; and let them make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.

15 Let them wander up and down for meat, and grudge if they be not satisfied.

16 But I will sing of thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning: for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.

17 Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing: for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.

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. ]