Indeed God strikes the heads of his enemies, the hairy foreheads of those who persist in rebellion.

Singers walk in front; musicians follow playing their stringed instruments, in the midst of young women playing tambourines.

Do not be so certain you have won! Do not speak with your head held so high!

Certainly my tongue does not frame a word without you, O Lord, being thoroughly aware of it.

For I hear what so many are saying, the terrifying news that comes from every direction. When they plot together against me, they figure out how they can take my life.

Tremble with fear and do not sin! Meditate as you lie in bed, and repent of your ways! (Selah)

Strap your sword to your thigh, O warrior! Appear in your majestic splendor!

God looks down from heaven at the human race, to see if there is anyone who is wise and seeks God.

No! You plan how to do what is unjust; you deal out violence in the earth.

I am oppressed and suffering! O God, deliver and protect me!

His raging anger lashed out against them, He sent fury, rage, and trouble as messengers who bring disaster.

to the accompaniment of a ten-stringed instrument and a lyre, to the accompaniment of the meditative tone of the harp.

He would pour contempt upon princes, and he made them wander in a wasteland with no road.

Teach me to do what pleases you, for you are my God. May your kind presence lead me into a level land.

Reach down from above! Grab me and rescue me from the surging water, from the power of foreigners,

For your arrows pierce me, and your hand presses me down.

Come! Witness the exploits of the Lord, who brings devastation to the earth!

Raise me to a position of great honor! Turn and comfort me!

Indeed, your servants take delight in her stones, and feel compassion for the dust of her ruins.

He let no one oppress them; he disciplined kings for their sake,