1 {To the Chanter, a Psalm of David} Deliver me, o LORD, from the evil men, and preserve me from the wicked men,
2 which imagine mischief in their hearts, and stir up strife all the day long.
3 They sharpen their tongues like a serpent; adders' poison is under their lips. Selah.
4 Keep me, O LORD, from the hand of the ungodly; preserve me from the wicked men, who are purposed to overthrow my goings.
5 The proud have laid a snare for me, and spread a net abroad with cords, yea and set traps in my way. Selah.
6 But my saying is unto the LORD, "Thou art my God; hear the voice of my prayer, O LORD!"
7 O LORD. O LORD God, thou strength of my health; thou hast covered my head in the day of battle.
8 Let not the ungodly have his desire, O LORD; let not his mischievous imagination prosper, lest they be too proud. Selah.
9 Let the mischief of their own lips fall upon the head of them that compass me about.
10 Let hot burning coals fall upon them; let them be cast into the fire, and into the pit, that they never rise up again.
11 A man full of words shall not prosper upon the earth; a malicious and wicked person shall be hunted away, and destroyed.