Psalm 7

Psalm 7 Monday Midday 1

Yahweh, my God, in you I trust; * save me from all who pursue me.

Rescue me from the lion ) that would tear me apart, * breaking my neck, ) with no one to rescue.

Yahweh, my God, if I have done wrong, * if there is guilt on my hands,

if I have betrayed my ally, * or disturbed him with gossip,

let my enemy pursue and catch me, * trample my entrails to the ground, * discard my liver in the mud.

Yahweh, rise in your anger; * stand up against the insolence of my foes.

Wake up, my God; * and order justice!

Gather all the peoples around you; * rule over them, your Highness. * Yahweh, judge all nations.

Judge me innocent, Yahweh, * and blameless, O Most High.

Avenge the terror of the wicked, * and make the good secure.

A searcher of mind and heart * is God the Just.

My Master is God the Most High,* Savior of righthearted people.

God is a righteous ruler, * always on patrol.

May the Victor once again * sharpen his sword, * draw and aim his bow.

May he ready his deadly weapons * and set his arrows aflame.

A bad man conceives corruption, * is pregnant with trouble, * and gives birth to fraud.

He digs a pit that catches him; * he falls into the pit he made.

His mischief bounces back on his head; * his malice falls back on his skull.

I thank Yahweh, as he deserves; * I praise the name of Yahweh Most High.