1 Deliver me from my enemies, my God.
Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
2 Deliver me from the workers of iniquity.
Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
3 For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul.
The mighty gather themselves together against me,
not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Yahweh.
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me.
Rise up, behold, and help me!
5 You, Yahweh God of Armies, the God of Israel,
rouse yourself to punish the nations.
Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. Selah.
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs,
and prowl around the city.
7 Behold, they spew with their mouth.
Swords are in their lips,
"For", they say, "who hears us?"
8 But you, Yahweh, laugh at them.
You scoff at all the nations.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you,
for God is my high tower.
10 My God will go before me with his loving kindness.
God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
11 Don’t kill them, or my people may forget.
Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips,
let them be caught in their pride,
for the curses and lies which they utter.
13 Consume them in wrath.
Consume them, and they will be no more.
Let them know that God rules in Jacob,
to the ends of the earth. Selah.
14 At evening let them return.
Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
15 They shall wander up and down for food,
and wait all night if they aren’t satisfied.
16 But I will sing of your strength.
Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning.
For you have been my high tower,
a refuge in the day of my distress.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises.
For God is my high tower, 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. ]