Psalm 59
Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed.
1 My God, deliver me from those
That are my enemies;
And do thou me defend from those
That up against me rise.
2 Do thou deliver me from them
That work iniquity;
And keep me safely from the men
Of bloody cruelty.
3 For, lo, they for my soul lay wait:
The mighty do combine
Against me, Lord, not for my fault,
Nor any sin of mine.
4 They run, and, without wrong in me,
Themselves they ready make:
Awake to meet me with thy help,
And do thou notice take.
5 Thou therefore, Lord, the God of hosts,
The God of Israel,
Awake to visit heathen all,
Nor spare those who rebel.
6 They at the evening time return,
They make a howling sound,
Even like a dog, and often walk
About the city round.
7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth,
And in their lips are swords;
For thus with confidence they say,
Who now doth hear our words?
8 But thou, O Lord, wilt laugh at them;
And all the heathen mock.
While he's in power I'll wait on thee;
For God is my high rock.
9 The God of all my mercies will
With speed give help to me;
He my desire upon my foes
Will cause my eyes to see.
10 O Lord our shield, destroy them not,
My people would forget;
But scatter thou, and humble them
Beneath thy power great.
11 For their mouth's sin, and for the words
Which from their lips do fly,
Let them be taken in their pride,
Because they curse and lie.
12 In wrath consume them, them consume,
That so they may not be;
And that in Jacob God doth rule
To earth's ends let them see.
13 Let them at evening time return,
And make a howling sound,
Even like a dog, and often walk
About the city round.
14 And let them wander up and down
In seeking food to eat;
And let them grudge when they shall not
Be satisfied with meat.
15 But of thy power I'll sing; at morn
Aloud thy mercy praise;
For thou a tower and refuge wast
To me in troublous days.
16 O God, thou art my strength, and I
Will praises sing to thee;
For God is my defense, a God
Of mercy unto me.
