Take me out of the power of the workers of evil, and keep me safe from the men of blood.
If only you would put the sinners to death, O God; go far from me, you men of blood.
Let not my soul be numbered among sinners, or my life among men of blood;
When evil-doers, even my haters, came on me to put an end to me, they were broken and put to shame.
But you, O God, will send them down into the underworld; the cruel and the false will be cut off before half their days are ended; but I will have faith in you.
So that he may not come rushing on my soul like a lion, wounding it, while there is no one to be my saviour.
Who will give me help against the sinners? and who will be my support against the workers of evil?