Many say about me, “God will not deliver him.” (Selah)
if the Lord had not been on our side, when men attacked us,
All who see me taunt me; they mock me and shake their heads.
To the Lord I cried out, and he answered me from his holy hill. (Selah)
The Lord delivers; you show favor to your people. (Selah)
You men, how long will you try to turn my honor into shame? How long will you love what is worthless and search for what is deceptive? (Selah)
Tremble with fear and do not sin! Meditate as you lie in bed, and repent of your ways! (Selah)
My enemies’ taunts cut into me to the bone, as they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
I cannot eat, I weep day and night; all day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”
They say, “God has abandoned him. Run and seize him, for there is no one who will rescue him!”
You march out to deliver your people, to deliver your special servant. You strike the leader of the wicked nation, laying him open from the lower body to the neck. Selah.
God comes from Teman, the sovereign one from Mount Paran. Selah. His splendor covers the skies, his glory fills the earth.
Your bow is ready for action; you commission your arrows. Selah. You cause flash floods on the earth’s surface.
