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Chapter 7 of 99

007) Psalm 7

1 min read · Chapter 7 of 99

Psalm 7

8.6.8.6.

1 O Lord my God, since I have placed my trust alone in thee, From all my persecutors’ rage do thou deliver me.

2 To save me from my threat’ning foe, Lord, interpose thy pow’r;

Lest, like a savage lion, he my helpless soul devour.

3,4 If I am guilty, or did e’er against his peace combine;

Nay, if I have not spared his life, who sought unjustly mine 5 Let then to persecuting foes my soul become a prey;

Let them to earth tread down my life, in dust my honor lay.

6 Arise, and let thine anger, Lord, in my defense engage;

Exalt thyself above my foes and their insulting rage.

Awake, awake, in my behalf, the judgment to dispense, Which thou hast righteously ordained for injured innocence.

7 So to thy throne adoring crowds shall still for justice fly;

O! therefore for their sakes resume thy judgment-seat on high.

8 Impartial Judge of all the world, I trust my cause to thee;

According to my just deserts, so let thy sentence be.

9 Let wicked arts and wicked men together be o’erthrown; But guard the just, thou God, to whom the hearts of both are known.

10,11 God me protects, nor only me, but all of upright heart; And daily lays up wrath for those who from his laws depart.

12 If they persist, he whets his sword, his bow stands ready bent;

13 E’en now, with swift destruction winged, his pointed shafts are sent.

14 The plots are fruitless which my foe unjustly did conceive;

15 The pit he digged for me has proved his own untimely grave.

16 On his own head his spite returns, whilst I from harm am free; On him the violence is fall’n which he designed for me.

17 Therefore will I the righteous ways of Providence proclaim;

I’ll sing the praise of God most high, and celebrate his Name.

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