Deliver my soul from the sword; my life from the power of the dog.
Lord, how long will you look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my precious life from the lions.
Awake, O sword, against my shepherd, and against the man that is close to me, says the LORD of hosts: strike the shepherd, and the sheep shall be scattered: and I will turn my hand against the little ones.
Arise, O LORD, confront him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, by your sword:
O LORD my God, if I have done this; if there be iniquity in my hands;
Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it; let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil.
Draw near unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of my enemies.
Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul: let them be turned backward, and put to confusion, that desire my hurt.