Contend with them, O Lord, who contend with me And fight against the ones who now fight with me Armed with Your shield and bucker rise up to my aid Draw our Your spear and stop my foes as they give chase And say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
Dishonor those who seek my soul, put them to shame Confound and turn them back who plot to bring me pain Let them be like the chaff before the driving wind In dark and slippery paths let Your Angel chase them But say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
For without cause they hid their net deep in a hole Without a cause they dug a pit to snare my soul Let ruin come upon them when theyre unaware And let the net they hid for me become their snare And say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
Then my soul shall rejoice in the LORD Exalting in His deliverance All my bones say, Who is like the LORD? You Who save the weak and the needy ones
False witnesses rise up to ask me things unknown For good they pay back evil, and my souls forlorn When they were sick I prayed with fasts and sackcloth worn As one laments his mother I bowed down and mourned O say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
But when I stumbled they rejoiced and gathered in These smiters whom I knew not slandered with no end These feasting hypocrites mocked me and gnashed their teeth How long, O LORD, will You look on? Please rescue me And say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
O rescue me from their ravages And my life from all these lions Then I will thank You, O LORD, And praise You in the Great Congregation
Let not these foes without a cause reign over me Against the quiet in the land they speak no peace With lying words they open wide their mouths at me Aha! they say, Aha! For now our eyes have seen! O say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
O LORD, Youve seen; do not be silent or far off To my right cause awaken, O my Lord and God LORD, in Your righteousness prove me; let them not win Nor let them ever say, Now we have swallowed him! Please say to my soul, I AM your deliverance!
Now let all those who desire my good Shout for joy and be glad and proclaim evermore Great is the LORD, Who delights in our health! Now my tongue will give praise, for He says to my soul I AM your deliverance!
114 posted on 03/15/2018 8:00:49 PM PDT by Albion Wilde
(We're even doing the right thing for them. They just don't know it yet. --Donald Trump, CPAC '18)