Psalm 27:2

New American Bible - revised edition

When evildoers come at me to devour my flesh, These my enemies and foes themselves stumble and fall.

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And many among them shall stumble; fallen and broken; snared and captured.

They surrounded me like bees; they burned up like fire among thorns; in the Lord’s name I cut them off.

Will these evildoers never learn? They devour my people as they devour bread; they do not call upon the Lord.

I will delight and rejoice in you; I will sing hymns to your name, Most High.

I do not fear, then, thousands of people arrayed against me on every side.

Why do you pursue me like God, and prey insatiably upon me?

As dry as a potsherd is my throat; my tongue cleaves to my palate; you lay me in the dust of death.

Praised be the Lord, I exclaim! I have been delivered from my enemies.

Had not the men of my tent exclaimed, “Who has not been filled with his meat!”

All have gone astray; each one is altogether perverse. There is not one who does what is good, not even one.