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Psalm 7

New Revised Standard NRS

1 O Lord my God, in you I take refuge; save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me,

2 or like a lion they will tear me apart; they will drag me away, with no one to rescue.

3 O Lord my God, if I have done this, if there is wrong in my hands,

4 if I have repaid my ally with harm or plundered my foe without cause,

5 then let the enemy pursue and overtake me, trample my life to the ground, and lay my soul in the dust. (Selah)

6 Rise up, O Lord, in your anger; lift yourself up against the fury of my enemies; awake, O my God; you have appointed a judgment.

7 Let the assembly of the peoples be gathered around you, and over it take your seat on high.

8 The Lord judges the peoples; judge me, O Lord, according to my righteousness and according to the integrity that is in me.

9 O let the evil of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous, you who test the minds and hearts, O righteous God.

10 God is my shield, who saves the upright in heart.

11 God is a righteous judge, and a God who has indignation every day.

12 If one does not repent, God will whet his sword; he has bent and strung his bow;

13 he has prepared his deadly weapons, making his arrows fiery shafts.

14 See how they conceive evil, and are pregnant with mischief, and bring forth lies.

15 They make a pit, digging it out, and fall into the hole that they have made.

16 Their mischief returns upon their own heads, and on their own heads their violence descends.

17 I will give to the Lord the thanks due to his righteousness, and sing praise to the name of the Lord, the Most High.

The Message Bible MSG

1 God! God! I am running to you for dear life; the chase is wild.

2 If they catch me, I'm finished: ripped to shreds by foes fierce as lions, dragged into the forest and left unlooked for, unremembered.

3 God, if I've done what they say -

4 betrayed my friends, ripped off my enemies - If my hands are really that dirty,

5 let them get me, walk all over me, leave me flat on my face in the dirt.

6 Stand up, God; pit your holy fury against my furious enemies.

7 My accusers have packed the courtroom; it's judgment time.

8 Take your place on the bench, reach for your gavel, throw out the false charges against me. I'm ready, confident in your verdict: "Innocent."

9 Close the book on Evil, God, but publish your mandate for us. You get us ready for life: you probe for our soft spots, you knock off our rough edges.

10 And I'm feeling so fit, so safe: made right, kept right.

11 God in solemn honor does things right, but his nerves are sandpapered raw. Nobody gets by with anything.

12 God is already in action - Sword honed on his whetstone, bow strung, arrow on the string,

13 Lethal weapons in hand, each arrow a flaming missile.

14 Look at that guy! He had sex with sin, he's pregnant with evil. Oh, look! He's having the baby - a Lie-Baby!

15 See that man shoveling day after day, digging, then concealing, his man-trap down that lonely stretch of road? Go back and look again - you'll see him in it headfirst, legs waving in the breeze.

16 That's what happens: mischief backfires; violence boomerangs.

17 I'm thanking God, who makes things right. I'm singing the fame of heaven-high God.