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Bay Psalm Book: Psalm 59

To the chief musician Altaschith, Michtam of David: when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.

1 O GOD from them deliver me

that are mine enemies:

set thou me up on high from them

that up against me rise.

2 Deliver me from them that work


and be a saviour unto me

from men that be bloody.

3 For lo, they for my soul lay wait;

the strong causeless combine

against me, not for my crime, Lord,

not any sin of mine.

4 Without iniquity in me

they run, and ready make

themselves, do thou behold, also

unto my help awake.

5 Lord God of host, thou Israel’s God,

rise to visit therefore

all heathens; who sin wilfully,

to them shew grace no more.

6 At ev’ning they return, and like

to dogs a noise do make;

and so about the city round

a compass they do take.

7 Behold they belch out with their mouths,

within their lips swords are:

for who is he (do these men say)

which us at all doth hear.

8 But thou o Lord, at them wilt laugh,

and heathens all wilt mock.

9 And for his strength. I’ll wait on thee

for God is my high Rock.


10 God of my mercy manifold

with good shall prevent me:

and my desire upon my foes

the Lord will let me see.

11 Slay them not, lest my folk forget:

but scatter them abroad

by thy strong-power; and bring them down,

who art our shield o God.

12 For their mouths sin, and their lips words,

and in their pride them take:

and for their cursing, and lying

which in their speech they make.

13 Consume in wrath, consume and let

them be no more; that they

may know that God in Jacob rules,

to th’ ends of th’ earth. Selah.

14 And at ev’ning let them return,

and like dogs a noise make;

and so about the city round

a compass let them take.

15 And let them wander up and down

seeking what they may eat,

and if they be not satisfied,

then let them grudge thereat,

16 But I will sing thy power; and shout

i’th morning thy kindness:

for thou my tower and refuge art

in day of my distress.

17 Thou art my strength, and unto thee,

sing psalms of praise will I:

for God is mine high tower, he is

the God of my mercy.