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To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. 
 1 Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: 
Preserve me from the violent man; 
 2 Which imagine mischiefs in their heart; 
Continually are they gathered together for war. 
 3 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent; 
Adder’s poison is under their lips. Selah. 
 4 Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked; 
Preserve me from the violent man; 
Who have purposed to overthrow my goings. 
 5 The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; 
They have spread a net by the way side; 
They have set grins for me. Selah. 
 6 I said unto the Lord, Thou art my God: 
Hear the voice of my supplications, O Lord. 
 7 O God the Lord, the strength of my salvation, 
Thou hast covered my head in the day of battle. 
 8 Grant not, O Lord, the desires of the wicked: 
Further not his wicked device; 
Lest they exalt themselves. Selah. 
 9  As for the head of those that compass me about, 
Let the mischief of their own lips cover them. 
 10 Let burning coals fall upon them: 
Let them be cast into the fire; 
Into deep pits, that they rise not up again. 
 11 Let not an evil speaker be established in the earth: 
Evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him. 
 12 I know that the Lord will maintain the cause of the afflicted, 
And the right of the poor. 
 13 Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: 
The upright shall dwell in thy presence.