O God, give me deliverance
From that deadly man;
Preserve me from the harm
Of that malicious man.
He and those who are like him
Are stirring up in their hearts a thousand evils
And prepare and gather  every day
New struggles with me.
Their false, harmful tongues
They sharpen like a serpent,
And beneath their poisonous lips
A snake’s venom spreads.
Keep me from the cruel hand
Of the wicked man, preserve my steps
From the harmful, who by trickery
Seek to throw me down.
The proud have with subtlety spread
Their traps and nets for me;
Since I have said in firm faith
You are my God, o Eternal one,
Be pleased to give audience
To my cry, God of heaven.
God, my master and my strong armoury
To protect me from every mischief,
It is you who in the day of alarms
Covered and protected my head.
Do not grant to the wicked who trouble me,
O Lord, the outcome of their desires;
And do not suffer them to raise themselves,
Bringing to an end their pleasures.

May the chief of that company
Which encloses me receive
Upon himself the pain and trouble
Which his tongue has made me have.
May hot coals fall on their heads,
May God destroy them so utterly
With his thunderous tempest
That they can never recover.
The man who is troublesome in his language
Will not be established on the earth,
And the man who is given to causing trouble,
The evil he does will pursue him.
I know that God will give justice
To him who is afflicted,
And he who gives injustice to the pure
Will one day be judged by him.
Truly, the just shall sing out
Your name full of excellence, Lord,
And forever in your presence
The righteous shall live.