Unless the LORD had given me help,1 I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death.218
When I said, "My foot is slipping,3" your love, O LORD, supported me.
When anxiety4 was great within me, your consolation5 brought joy to my soul.
Can a corrupt throne6 be allied with you-- one that brings on misery by its decrees?721
They band together8 against the righteous and condemn the innocent9 to death.1022
But the LORD has become my fortress, and my God the rock11 in whom I take refuge.1223
He will repay13 them for their sins and destroy14 them for their wickedness; the LORD our God will destroy them.