ASV - Psalms 7 to 12

Psalm 7

Shiggaion of David, which he sang unto Jehova, concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite.

¹O Jehovah my God, in thee do I take refuge: Save me from all them that pursue me, and deliver me, ²Lest they tear my soul like a lion, Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver. ³O Jehovah my God, if I have done this; If there be iniquity in my hands; ⁴If I have rewarded evil unto him that was at peace with me; (Yea, I have delivered him that without cause was mine adversary;) ⁵Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; Yea, let him tread my life down to the earth, And lay my glory in the dust. Selah ⁶Arise, O Jehovah, in thine anger; Lift up thyself against the rage of mine adversaries, And awake for me; thou hast commanded judgment. ⁷And let the congregation of the peoples compass thee about; And over them return thou on high. ⁸Jehovah ministereth judgment to the peoples: Judge me, O Jehovah, according to my righteousness, and to mine integrity that is in me. ⁹O let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end, but establish thou the righteous: For the righteous God trieth the minds and hearts. ¹⁰My shield is with God, Who saveth the upright in heart. ¹¹God is a righteous judge, Yea, a God that hath indignation every day. ¹²If a man turn not, he will whet his sword; He hath bent his bow, and made it ready. ¹³He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; He maketh his arrows fiery shafts. ¹⁴Behold, he travaileth with iniquity; Yea, he hath conceived mischief, and brought forth falsehood. ¹⁵He hath made a pit, and digged it, And is fallen into the ditch which he made. ¹⁶His mischief shall return upon his own head, And his violence shall come down upon his own pate. ¹⁷I will give thanks unto Jehovah according to his righteousness, And will sing praise to the name of Jehovah Most High.

Psalm 8 For the Chief Musician; set to the Gittith. A Psalm of David.

¹O Jehovah, our Lord, How excellent is thy name in all the earth, Who hast set thy glory upon the heavens! ²Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou established strength, Because of thine adversaries, That thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger. ³When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, The moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; ⁴What is man, that thou art mindful of him? And the son of man, that thou visitest him? ⁵For thou hast made him but little lower than God, And crownest him with glory and honor. ⁶Thou makest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; Thou hast put all things under his feet: ⁷All sheep and oxen, Yea, and the beasts of the field, ⁸The birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea, Whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas. ⁹O Jehovah, our Lord, How excellent is thy name in all the earth!

Psalm 9 For the Chief Musician; set to Muthlabben. A Psalm of David.

¹I will give thanks unto Jehovah with my whole heart; I will show forth all thy marvellous works. ²I will be glad and exult in thee; I will sing praise to thy name, O thou Most High. ³When mine enemies turn back, They stumble and perish at thy presence. ⁴For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; Thou sittest in the throne judging righteously. ⁵Thou hast rebuked the nations, thou hast destroyed the wicked; Thou hast blotted out their name for ever and ever. ⁶The enemy are come to an end, they are desolate for ever; And the cities which thou hast overthrown, The very remembrance of them is perished. ⁷But Jehovah sitteth as king for ever: He hath prepared his throne for judgment; ⁸And he will judge the world in righteousness, He will minister judgment to the peoples in uprightness. ⁹Jehovah also will be a high tower for the oppressed, A high tower in times of trouble; ¹⁰And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee; For thou, Jehovah, hast not forsaken them that seek thee. ¹¹Sing praises to Jehovah, who dwelleth in Zion: Declare among the people his doings. ¹²For he that maketh inquisition for blood remembereth them; He forgetteth not the cry of the poor. ¹³Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death; ¹⁴That I may show forth all thy praise. In the gates of the daughter of Zion I will rejoice in thy salvation. ¹⁵The nations are sunk down in the pit that they made: In the net which they hid is their own foot taken. ¹⁶Jehovah hath made himself known, he hath executed judgment: The wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah ¹⁷The wicked shall be turned back unto Sheol, Even all the nations that forget God. ¹⁸For the needy shall not alway be forgotten, Nor the expectation of the poor perish for ever. ¹⁹Arise, O Jehovah; let not man prevail: Let the nations be judged in thy sight. ²⁰Put them in fear, O Jehovah: Let the nations know themselves to be but men. Selah

Psalm 10

¹Why standest thou afar off, O Jehovah? Why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble? ²In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued; Let them be taken in the devices that they have conceived. ³For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, And the covetous renounceth, yea, contemneth Jehovah. ⁴The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, saith, He will not require it. All his thoughts are, There is no God. ⁵His ways are firm at all times; Thy judgments are far above out of his sight: As for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them. ⁶He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved; To all generations I shall not be in adversity. ⁷His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression: Under his tongue is mischief and iniquity. ⁸He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages; In the secret places doth he murder the innocent; His eyes are privily set against the helpless. ⁹He lurketh in secret as a lion in his covert; He lieth in wait to catch the poor: He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net. ¹⁰He croucheth, he boweth down, And the helpless fall by his strong ones. ¹¹He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten; He hideth his face; he will never see it. ¹²Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand: Forget not the poor. ¹³Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God, And say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it? ¹⁴Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: The helpless committeth himself unto thee; Thou hast been the helper of the fatherless. ¹⁵Break thou the arm of the wicked; And as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till thou find none. ¹⁶Jehovah is King for ever and ever: The nations are perished out of his land. ¹⁷Jehovah, thou hast heard the desire of the meek: Thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear; ¹⁸To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, That man who is of the earth may be terrible no more.

Psalm 11 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

¹In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain; ²For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart; ³If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do? ⁴Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. ⁵Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. ⁶Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup. ⁷For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.

Psalm 12 For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

¹Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men. ²They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor: With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak. ³Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaketh great things; ⁴Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; Our lips are our own: who is lord over us? ⁵Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for. ⁶The words of Jehovah are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times. ⁷Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah, Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever. ⁸The wicked walk on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.