Psalm 140:2

New American Bible - revised edition

Deliver me, Lord, from the wicked; preserve me from the violent,

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When I speak of peace, they are for war.

Even their descendants you will wipe out from the earth, their offspring from the human race.

Empty and false are the words of his mouth; he has ceased to be wise and do good.

Friends and companions shun my disease; my neighbors stand far off.

All the day they foil my plans; their every thought is of evil against me.

Deliver me from evildoers; from the bloodthirsty save me.

God alone is my rock and salvation, my fortress; I shall never fall.

Deceit is in the heart of those who plot evil, but those who counsel peace have joy.

For they draw near in ambush with their hearts like an oven. All the night their anger sleeps; in the morning it flares like a blazing fire.

From you has come one plotting evil against the Lord, one giving sinister counsel.