In You, my God, I place my refuge; Save me from the hunters at my back. Do not let them tear my soul like lions When no human hand can turn the attack. If there is evil hidden in my hands, If I betrayed the one who lived in peace, Let the dust receive my honor. But if I am clear, let violence cease. Arise, O Lord, and judge with righteousness. Search every heart and bring the wicked end. My defense is with the God who saves The upright heart that will not bend. The unrepentant sharpen their own danger; The bow is bent, the arrow set. Mischief is conceived and born as falsehood, But justice has not forgotten yet. They opened up a pit for someone else And fell into the hollow they had made. Their violence returns upon their own head; I will praise the righteous Judge by name.