New American Standard Bible

Psalm 7

The Lord Implored to Defend the Psalmist against the Wicked.

A [a]Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord [b]concerning Cush, a Benjamite.

1O Lord my God, in You I have taken refuge;
Save me from all those who pursue me, and deliver me,
Or he will tear [c]my soul like a lion,
[d]Dragging me away, while there is none to deliver.

O Lord my God, if I have done this,
If there is injustice in my hands,
If I have rewarded evil to [e]my friend,
Or have plundered [f]him who without cause was my adversary,
Let the enemy pursue [g]my soul and overtake [h]it;
And let him trample my life down to the ground
And lay my glory in the dust. [i]Selah.

Arise, O Lord, in Your anger;
Lift up Yourself against the rage of my adversaries,
And arouse Yourself [j]for me; You have appointed judgment.
Let the assembly of the peoples encompass You,
And over [k]them return on high.
The Lord judges the peoples;
[l]Vindicate me, O Lord, according to my righteousness and my integrity that is in me.
O let the evil of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous;
For the righteous God tries the hearts and [m]minds.
10 My shield is [n]with God,
Who saves the upright in heart.
11 God is a righteous judge,
And a God who has indignation every day.

12 If [o]a man does not repent, He will sharpen His sword;
He has bent His bow and [p]made it ready.
13 He has also prepared [q]for Himself deadly weapons;
He makes His arrows fiery shafts.
14 Behold, he travails with wickedness,
And he conceives mischief and brings forth falsehood.
15 He has dug a pit and hollowed it out,
And has fallen into the hole which he made.
16 His mischief will return upon his own head,
And his violence will descend upon [r]his own pate.

17 I will give thanks to the Lord according to His righteousness
And will sing praise to the name of the Lord Most High.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 7:1 I.e. Dithyrambic rhythm; or wild passionate song
  2. Psalm 7:1 Or concerning the words of
  3. Psalm 7:2 Or me
  4. Psalm 7:2 Or Rending it in pieces, while
  5. Psalm 7:4 Lit him who was at peace with me
  6. Psalm 7:4 Or my adversary without cause
  7. Psalm 7:5 Or me
  8. Psalm 7:5 Or me
  9. Psalm 7:5 Selah may mean: Pause, Crescendo or Musical interlude
  10. Psalm 7:6 One ancient version reads O my God
  11. Psalm 7:7 Lit it
  12. Psalm 7:8 Lit Judge
  13. Psalm 7:9 Lit kidneys, figurative for inner man
  14. Psalm 7:10 Lit upon
  15. Psalm 7:12 Lit he
  16. Psalm 7:12 Lit fixed it
  17. Psalm 7:13 Or His deadly weapons
  18. Psalm 7:16 I.e. the crown of his own head

The Message

Psalm 7

A David Psalm

11-2 God! God! I am running to you for dear life;
    the chase is wild.
If they catch me, I’m finished:
    ripped to shreds by foes fierce as lions,
    dragged into the forest and left
    unlooked for, unremembered.

3-5 God, if I’ve done what they say—
    betrayed my friends,
    ripped off my enemies—
If my hands are really that dirty,
    let them get me, walk all over me,
    leave me flat on my face in the dirt.

6-8 Stand up, God; pit your holy fury
    against my furious enemies.
Wake up, God. My accusers have packed
    the courtroom; it’s judgment time.
Take your place on the bench, reach for your gavel,
    throw out the false charges against me.
I’m ready, confident in your verdict:
    “Innocent.”

9-11 Close the book on Evil, God,
    but publish your mandate for us.
You get us ready for life:
    you probe for our soft spots,
    you knock off our rough edges.
And I’m feeling so fit, so safe:
    made right, kept right.
God in solemn honor does things right,
    but his nerves are sandpapered raw.

11-13 Nobody gets by with anything.
    God is already in action—
Sword honed on his whetstone,
    bow strung, arrow on the string,
Lethal weapons in hand,
    each arrow a flaming missile.

14 Look at that guy!
    He had sex with sin,
    he’s pregnant with evil.
Oh, look! He’s having
    the baby—a Lie-Baby!

15-16 See that man shoveling day after day,
    digging, then concealing, his man-trap
    down that lonely stretch of road?
Go back and look again—you’ll see him in it headfirst,
    legs waving in the breeze.
That’s what happens:
    mischief backfires;
    violence boomerangs.

17 I’m thanking God, who makes things right.
I’m singing the fame of heaven-high God.