Psalm 140, Chant C

 

Psalm 140     Eripe me, Domine

1 Deliver me, O LORD, from ev-il-do-ers; *
protect me from the vi-olent,

2 Who devise evil in their hearts *
and stir up strife all day long.

3 They have sharpened their tongues like a ser-pent; *
adder’s poison is un-der their lips.

4 Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wic-ked; *
protect me from the violent, who are determined to trip me up.

5 The proud have hidden a snare for me and stretched out a net of cords; *
they have set traps for me a-long the path.

6 I have said to the LORD, “You are my God; *
listen, O LORD, to my sup-pli-ca-tion.

7 O Lord GOD, the strength of my sa-lva-tion, *
you have covered my head in the day of bat-tle.

8 Do not grant the desires of the wic-ked, O LORD, *
nor let their e-vil plans pros-per.

9 Let not those who surround me lift up their heads; *
let the evil of their lips ov-er-whelm them.

10 Let hot burning coals fall up-on them; *
let them be cast into the mire, never to rise up a-gain.”

11 A slanderer shall not be established on the earth, *
and evil shall hunt down the law-less.

12 I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the poor *
and render justice to the need-y.

13 Surely, the righteous will give thanks to your Name, *
and the upright shall continue in your sight.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Ho-ly Spir-it: *
as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ev-er. A-men.