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1 A meditation by David, which he sang to Yahweh, concerning the words of Cush, the Benjamite. Yahweh, my God, I take refuge in you. Save me from all those who pursue me, and deliver me,
2 lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is no one to deliver.
3 Yahweh, my God, if I have done this, if there is iniquity in my hands,
4 if I have rewarded evil to him who was at peace with me (yes, I have delivered him who without cause was my adversary),
5 let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; yes, let him tread my life down to the earth, and lay my glory in the dust. Selah.
6 Arise, Yahweh, in your anger. Lift up yourself against the rage of my adversaries. Awake for me. You have commanded judgment.
7 Let the congregation of the peoples surround you. Rule over them on high.
8 Yahweh administers judgment to the peoples. Judge me, Yahweh, according to my righteousness, and to my integrity that is in me.