1 Plead, LORD, against contending foes,
And fight with them who fight with me.
Take hold of buckler and of shield;
Rise up and my defender be.
2 Draw out the spear and stop the way"
Against the men pursuing me;
And to my soul in mercy say,
"I am salvation unto thee."
3 Let those who seek to take my soul
Themselves be humbled, shamed of face;
Let them be thwarted and turned back
Who are devising my disgrace.
4 Let them be chaff before the wind,
Jehovah's angel driving them;
All dark and slippery be their way,
Jehovah's angel chasing them.
