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1 Lyric Poem, by David, which he sang to Yah Veh, concerning the words of Kush the Ben Yaminiy. O Yah Veh my Elohim, in you seek I refuge; save me from all my pursuers and rescue me:
2 lest he tear my soul like a lion - craunching, while there is none to rescue.
3 O Yah Veh my Elohim, If I worked this; if there is wickedness in my palms;
4 if I dealt evil to him who shalamed with me; or rescued my tribulator in vain:
5 may the enemy pursue and overtake my soul; yes, trample my life on the earth and tabernacle my honor in the dust. Selah.
6 Rise, O Yah Veh, in your wrath, lift yourself; because of the fury of my tribulators: and waken for me the judgment you misvahed.
7 Thus the witnesses of the nations surround you; so for their sakes, return in the heights.
8 Yah Veh pleads the cause of the people; O Yah Veh, judge me according to my justness and according to my integrity within me:
9 I beseech, cease the evil of the wicked; and establish the just: for the just Elohim proofs the hearts and reins.
10 My buckler is on Elohim, who saves the straight in heart:
11 Elohim is a just judge and El enrages every day.
12 If he turns not, he sharpens his sword; he bends his bow and prepares
13 - prepares the instruments of death for him; he heats his arrows for them who pursue.
14 Behold, he despoils with mischief and conceives toil and births falsehood:
15 he digs a well - digs and falls in the pit of ruin he made:
16 his toil returns on his own head and his violence descends on his own scalp.
17 I spread hands to Yah Veh according to his righteousness; and psalm to the name of Yah Veh Elyon.