Psalm 140
Eripe me, Domine
1
Deliver me, O Lord, from evildoers; *
protect me from the violent,
2
Who devise evil in their hearts *
and stir up strife all day long.
3
They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; *
adder’s poison is under their lips.
4
Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked; *
protect me from the violent,
who are determined to trip me up.
5
The proud have hidden a snare for me
and stretched out a net of cords; *
they have set traps for me along the path.
6
I have said to the Lord, “You are my God; *
listen, O Lord, to my supplication.
7
O Lord God, the strength of my salvation, *
you have covered my head in the day of battle.
8
Do not grant the desires of the wicked, O Lord, *
Nor let their evil plans prosper.
9
Let not those who surround me lift up their heads; *
let the evil of their lips overwhelm them.
10
Let hot burning coals fall upon them; *
let them be cast into the mire, never to rise up again.”
11
A slanderer shall not be established on the earth, *
and evil shall hunt down the lawless.
12
I know that the Lord will maintain the cause of the poor *
and render justice to the needy.
13
Surely, the righteous will give thanks to your Name, *
and the upright shall continue in your sight.
Psalm 142
Voce mea ad Dominum
1
I cry to the Lord with my voice; *
to the Lord I make loud supplication.
2
I pour out my complaint before him *
and tell him all my trouble.
3
When my spirit languishes within me, you know my path; *
in the way wherein I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
4
I look to my right hand and find no one who knows me; *
I have no place to flee to, and no one cares for me.
5
I cry out to you, O Lord; *
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6
Listen to my cry for help, for I have been brought very low; *
save me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
7
Bring me out of prison, that I may give thanks to your Name; *
when you have dealt bountifully with me,
the righteous will gather around me.