Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, And save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.
Gather not my soul with sinners, Nor my life with men of blood:
When evil-doers came upon me to eat up my flesh, Even mine adversaries and my foes, they stumbled and fell.
But thou, O God, shalt bring them down into the pit of destruction: Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; But I will trust in thee.
Lest he tear my soul like a lion, Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
Who will rise up for me against the evil-doers? Who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?