A gang stalks me
Note to the music leader: A psalm of David. [1]
1Please God, listen to me.I’m in deep trouble.
I need your protection.
Enemies are terrorizing me.
2Hide me from those bad people.
There’s a gang of them plotting to get me.
3They sharpen their tongues like swords.
They fire words like arrows.
4Fearlessly, they ambush innocent people.
They show up out of nowhere
And they fire razor-sharp words.
5They stick to a wicked plan
Of secretly setting traps.
They think, “Who’s going to find out?”
6They dig deep as they hunt for injustice.
They say, “We’ve got a solid plan.”
They found it deep in their own hearts. [2]
God returns fire
7But God has arrows, too.He’ll shoot people and they’ll go down.
8In the end, their own words will destroy them.
People will be horrified when they see what happens.
9They’ll stand in awe of God.
They’ll credit him with what happened.
And they’ll think hard about what they saw.
10Good and godly folks will be happy about this.
They’ll turn to the LORD for protection.
And they’ll celebrate.
