Psalm 59

Chant Psalter

Natural Speech Rhythm

ERIPE ME DE INIMICIS.

1 Deliver me from mine enemies, O God: * defend me from them | that rise | up a•gainst me. ||
2 O deliver me from the wicked doers, and | save me • from the | blood•thirsty | men. ||
3 For lo, they lie | waiting • for my | soul ||
the mighty men are gathered against me, without any offence or | fault of | me, O | Lord. ||
4 They run and prepare themselves with- | out my | fault ||
arise thou | therefore to | help me, • and be- | hold. ||
5 Stand up, O Lord God of hosts, thou God of Israel, * to | visit • all the | heathen ||
and be not merciful unto them that of- | fend • of ma- | licious | wicked•ness. ||
6 They go to and fro in the evening, * they grin like a dog, and run a- | bout • through the | city. ||
7 Behold, they speak with their mouth, and swords are in their | lips; * for | who doth | hear? ||
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt | have them • in de- | rision ||
and thou shalt | laugh • all the | heathen to | scorn. ||
9 My strength will I a- | scribe • unto | thee ||
for | thou • art the | God of my | refuge. ||
10 God sheweth me his | goodness | plenteous•ly ||
and God shall let me see my de- | sire up- | on mine | ene•mies. ||
11 Slay them not, lest my | people for- | get it ||
but scatter them abroad among the people, * and put them | down, O | Lord, • our de- | fence. ||
12 For the sin of their mouth, and for the words of their lips, * they shall be | taken • in their | pride ||
and why? * their | preaching • is of | cursing and | lies. ||
13 Consume them in thy wrath, consume them, that | they may | perish ||
and know that it is God that ruleth in Jacob, and | unto the | ends • of the | world. ||
14 And in the evening they will return, * grin like a dog, and will | go a•bout the | city. ||
15 They will run here and there for meat, and | grudge • if they | be not | satis•fied. ||
16 As for me, I will sing of thy power, * and will praise thy mercy be- | times • in the | morning ||
for thou hast been my defence and | refuge • in the | day of my | trouble. ||
17 Unto thee, O my | strength, • will I | sing ||
for thou, O God, art my | refuge, • and my | merciful | God. ||
Glory | be • to the | Father, ||
and to the Son, | and • to the | Holy | Ghost; ||
As it | was in • the be- | ginning, ||
is now, and ever shall be, * | world with•out | end. A- | men. ||