¹For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. ²who devise evil in their hearts ³They sharpen their tongues like snakes; ⁴Guard me, O LORD, ⁵The proud hide a snare for me; ⁶I say to the LORD, “You are my God.” ⁷O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, ⁸Grant not, O LORD, the desires of the wicked; ⁹May the heads of those who surround me ¹⁰May burning coals fall on them; ¹¹May no slanderer be established in the land; ¹²I know that the LORD upholds justice for the poor ¹³Surely the righteous will praise Your name;