1: GOD, get me out of here, away from this evil; protect me from these vicious people.
2: All they do is think up new ways to be bad; they spend their days plotting war games.
3: They practice the sharp rhetoric of hate and hurt, speak venomous words that maim and kill.
4: GOD, keep me out of the clutch of these wicked ones, protect me from these vicious people;
5: Stuffed with self-importance, they plot ways to trip me up, determined to bring me down. These crooks invent traps to catch me and do their best to incriminate me.
6: I prayed, "GOD, you're my God! Listen, GOD! Mercy!
7: GOD, my Lord, Strong Savior, protect me when the fighting breaks out!
8: Don't let the wicked have their way, GOD, don't give them an inch!"
9: These troublemakers all around me--let them drown in their own verbal poison.
10: Let God pile hellfire on them, let him bury them alive in crevasses!
11: These loudmouths--don't let them be taken seriously; These savages--let the Devil hunt them down!
12: I know that you, GOD, are on the side of victims, that you care for the rights of the poor.
13: And I know that the righteous personally thank you, that good people are secure in your presence.