The Book of Psalms, Chapter 54, Verse 7

Every one of them is gone back: they are altogether become filthy; [there is] none that doeth good, no, not one.

Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people [as] they eat bread: they have not called upon God.

There were they in great fear, [where] no fear was: for God hath scattered the bones of him that encampeth [against] thee: thou hast put [them] to shame, because God hath despised them.

Oh that the salvation of Israel [were come] out of Zion! When God bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, [and] Israel shall be glad.

To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, [A Psalm] of David, when the Ziphims came and said to Saul, Doth not David hide himself with us? Save me, O God, by thy name, and judge me by thy strength.

Hear my prayer, O God; give ear to the words of my mouth.

For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.

Behold, God [is] mine helper: the Lord [is] with them that uphold my soul.

He shall reward evil unto mine enemies: cut them off in thy truth.

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I will freely sacrifice unto thee: I will praise thy name, O LORD; for [it is] good.

King James Version

For he hath delivered me out of all trouble: and mine eye hath seen [his desire] upon mine enemies.

American Standard Version

For he hath delivered me out of all trouble; And mine eye hath seen [my desire] upon mine enemies.

New English Translation

Surely he rescues me from all trouble, and I triumph over my enemies.

World English Bible

For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies. For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.

To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, [A Psalm] of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.

Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.

My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! [for then] would I fly away, and be at rest.

Lo, [then] would I wander far off, [and] remain in the wilderness. Selah.

I would hasten my escape from the windy storm [and] tempest.

Destroy, O Lord, [and] divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.

Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow [are] in the midst of it.