YAH, save me from the wicked's might,
From violent men who plot and fight.
Their tongues are sharp, their words are venom,
Protect me from their snares, condemn them.

Proud foes lay traps along my way,
But Thou my God, hear as I pray.
My strength in battle, shield my head,
Thwart evil plans, let right be spread.

Let their own schemes become their fall,
Cast them in pits, both great and small.
Uphold the just, the weak defend,
The righteous in Thy presence tend.