2 Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from the bloodthirsty men.
3 For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul; the mighty gather themselves together against me: not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
4 They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake thou to help me, and behold.
5 Even thou, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, arise to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah
6 They return at evening, they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth; swords are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them; thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.