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1Unto the end, a psalm for David.
2Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: rescue me from the unjust man.
3Who have devised iniquities in their hearts: all the day long they designed battles.
4They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent: the venom of saps is under their lips.
5Keep me, O Lord, from the hand of the wicked: and from unjust men deliver me. Who have proposed to supplant my steps.
6The proud have hidden a net for me. And they have stretched out cords for a snare: they have laid for me a stumblingblock by the wayside.
7I said to the Lord: Thou art my God: hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication.
8O Lord, Lord, the strength of my salvation: thou hast overshadowed my head in the day of battle.
9Give me not up, O Lord, from my desire to the wicked: they have plotted against me; do not thou forsake me, lest they should triumph.
10The head of them compassing me about: the labour of their lips shall overwhelm them.
11Burning coals shall fall upon them; thou wilt cast them down into the fire: in miseries they shall not be able to stand.
12A man full of tongue shall not be established in the earth: evil shall catch the unjust man unto destruction.
13I know that the Lord will do justice to the needy, and will revenge the poor.
14But as for the just, they shall give glory to thy name: and the upright shall dwell with thy countenance.