An appeal to the God of justice
For the choirmaster, on stringed instruments, poem of David, when the Ziphites went to Saul and said, ‘Is not David hiding with us?’
God, save me by Your name,
by Your power see justice done to me;
God, hear my prayer,
listen to what I am saying!
Arrogant men are attacking me,
brutes who are hounding me to death,
people to whom God means nothing, selah.
But now God Himself comes to help me,
the Lord, supporter of my life.
May their wickedness recoil on themselves,
Yahweh, ever faithful, destroy my enemies!
How gladly will I offer sacrifice to You
and praise Your name, that is so full of kindness.
He has rescued me from all my troubles,
and let me see my enemies defeated.
Next… Psalm 55