Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from bloodthirsty men.
Surely you will slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, you bloody men.
Gather not my soul with sinners, nor my life with bloody men:
When the wicked, even my enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.
But you, O God, shall bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in you.
Lest they tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?