Eripe me.
A prayer to be delivered from the wicked, with confidence in God's help
and protection. It agrees to Christ and his enemies the Jews.
58:1. Unto the end, destroy not, for David for an inscription of a
title, when Saul sent and watched his house to kill him. [1 Kings 19.]
58:2. Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; and defend me from them
that rise up against me.
58:3. Deliver me from them that work iniquity, and save me from bloody
men.
58:4. For behold they have caught my soul: the mighty have rushed in
upon me:
58:5. Neither is it my iniquity, nor my sin, O Lord: without iniquity
have I run, and directed my steps.
58:6. Rise up thou to meet me, and behold: even thou, O Lord, the God
of hosts, the God of Israel. Attend to visit all the nations: have no
mercy on all them that work iniquity.
58:7. They shall return at evening, and shall suffer hunger like dogs:
and shall go round about the city.
58:8. Behold they shall speak with their mouth, and a sword is in their
lips: for who, say they, hath heard us?
58:9. But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them: thou shalt bring all the
nations to nothing.
58:10. I will keep my strength to thee: for thou art my protector:
58:11. My God, his mercy shall prevent me.
58:12. God shall let me see over my enemies: slay them not, lest at any
time my people forget. Scatter them by thy power; and bring them down,
O Lord, my protector:
58:13. For the sin of their mouth, and the word of their lips: and let
them be taken in their pride. And for their cursing and lying they
shall be talked of,
58:14. When they are consumed: when they are consumed by thy wrath, and
they shall be no more. And they shall know that God will rule Jacob,
and all the ends of the earth.
58:15. They shall return at evening and shall suffer hunger like dogs:
and shall go round about the city.
58:16. They shall be scattered abroad to eat, and shall murmur if they
be not filled.
58:17. But I will sing thy strength: and will extol thy mercy in the
morning. For thou art become my support, and my refuge, in the day of
my trouble.
58:18. Unto thee, O my helper, will I sing, for thou art God my
defence: my God my mercy.