The Origins Of Virtue - God the Vindicator Lyrics

Psalm seven
O Lord my God, in Thee do I put my trust
Save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me
Lest He tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver
O Lord my God, if I have done this, if there be iniquity in my hands
If I have rewarded evil unto him that was at peace with me
Yeah, I have delivered him that without cause is mine enemy
Let the enemy persecute my soul and take it, yeah
Let him tread down my life upon the earth, and lay mine honor in the dust
Arise, O Lord, in Thine anger
Lift up Thyself because of the rage of mine enemies
And awake for me to the judgment that Thou hast commanded
So shall the congregation of the people compass Thee about
For their sakes, therefore, return Thou on high
The Lord shall judge the people
Judge me, O Lord, according to my righteousness
And according to mine integrity that is in me
O let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end
But establish the just
For the righteous God trieth the hearts and reigns
My defense is of God, which saveth the upright in heart
God judges the righteous, and God is angry with the wicked every day
If he turn not, he will wet his sword
He hath bent his bow and made it ready
He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death
He ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors
Behold, he hath travaileth with iniquity
And hath conceived mischief, and brought forth a falsehood
He made a pit, and digged it, and is fallen into the ditch which he made
His mischief shall return upon his own head
And his violent dealing shall come down upon his own pate
I will praise the Lord according to his righteousness
And I will sing praise to the name of the Lord Most High