Psalms 140:3-11

³Their tongues are as sharp as those of snakes; viper's venom is on their lips. Selah.

⁴Lord, please keep me from falling into the hands of the wicked; protect me especially from those who are violent, who are plotting my downfall.

⁵Proud people have hidden a trap for me—they have strung out a net on the path, they have set snares to catch me. Selah.

⁶I told the Lord, “You are my God! Lord, please listen to my cries for help!”

⁷Lord God, my powerful Savior, you covered my head like a helmet on the day of battle.

⁸God, don't allow the wicked to get what they want—don't let them be successful in what they plan so they don't become proud. Selah.

⁹May the harm spoken against me by those who surround me fall back on them,

¹⁰Let burning coals rain down on them! Let them be thrown into the fire, or into bottomless pits, never to rise again.

¹¹Don't let people who slander others live in our land. May disaster strike down violent people.