Psalms 140

1[To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.] Deliver me, O Yahuah, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man; 2Which imagine mischiefs in heart; continually are they gathered together war. 3They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; adders' poison under their lips. Selah. 4Keep me, O Yahuah, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings. 5The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah. 6I said unto the Yahuah, you my Elohim: hear the voice of my supplications, O Yahuah. 7O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, you hast covered my head in the day of battle. 8Grant not, O Yahuah, the desires of the wicked: further not his wicked device; they exalt themselves. Selah. 9the head of those that compass me about, let the mischief of their own lips cover them. 10Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again. 11Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow . 12I know that the Yahuah will maintain the cause of the afflicted, the right of the poor. 13Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto your name: the upright shall dwell in your presence.