You, LORD God of Armies, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations.
Show no mercy to the wicked traitors.
Selah.
They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Behold, they spew with their mouth.
Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”
But you, LORD, laugh at them.
You scoff at all the nations.
Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
My God will go before me with his loving kindness.
God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.