1 Plead, Lord, with those that plead; and fightwith those that fight with me.
2 Of shield and buckler take thou hold,stand up mine help to be.
3 Draw also out the spear, and doagainst them stop the wayThat me pursue: unto my soul,I'm thy salvation, say.
4 Let them confounded be and sham'dthat for my soul have sought:Who plot my hurt turn'd back be they,and to confusion brought.
5 Let them be like unto the chaffthat flies before the wind;And let the angel of the Lordpursue them hard behind.
6 With darkness cover thou their way,and let it slipp'ry prove;And let the angel of the Lordpursue them from above.
7 For without cause have they for metheir net hid in a pit,They also have without a causefor my soul digged it.