To the choirmaster. A Maskil of David, when Doeg, the Edomite, came and told Saul, “David has come to the house of Ahimelech.”

    Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man?
        The steadfast love of God endures all the day.
    Your tongue plots destruction,
        like a sharp razor, you worker of deceit.
    You love evil more than good,
        and lying more than speaking what is right. Selah
    You love all words that devour,
        O deceitful tongue.
    
    
    But God will break you down forever;
        he will snatch and tear you from your tent;
        he will uproot you from the land of the living. Selah
    The righteous shall see and fear,
        and shall laugh at him, saying,
    “See the man who would not make
        God his refuge,
    but trusted in the abundance of his riches
        and sought refuge in his own destruction!”
    
    
    But I am like a green olive tree
        in the house of God.
    I trust in the steadfast love of God
        forever and ever.
    I will thank you forever,
        because you have done it.
    I will wait for your name, for it is good,
        in the presence of the godly.
    
    
    To the choirmaster: according to Mahalath. A Maskil of David.

    The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”
        They are corrupt, doing abominable iniquity;
        there is none who does good.
    
    
    God looks down from heaven
        on the children of man
    to see if there are any who understand,
        who seek after God.
    
    
    They have all fallen away;
        together they have become corrupt;
    there is none who does good,
        not even one.
    
    
    Have those who work evil no knowledge,
        who eat up my people as they eat bread,
        and do not call upon God?
    
    
    There they are, in great terror,
        where there is no terror!
    For God scatters the bones of him who encamps against you;
        you put them to shame, for God has rejected them.
    
    
    Oh, that salvation for Israel would come out of Zion!
        When God restores the fortunes of his people,
        let Jacob rejoice, let Israel be glad.
    
    
    To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Maskil of David, when the Ziphites went and told Saul, “Is not David hiding among us?”

    O God, save me by your name,
        and vindicate me by your might.
    O God, hear my prayer;
        give ear to the words of my mouth.
    
    
    For strangers have risen against me;
        ruthless men seek my life;
        they do not set God before themselves. Selah
    
    
    Behold, God is my helper;
        the Lord is the upholder of my life.
    He will return the evil to my enemies;
        in your faithfulness put an end to them.
    
    
    With a freewill offering I will sacrifice to you;
        I will give thanks to your name, O LORD, for it is good.
    For he has delivered me from every trouble,
        and my eye has looked in triumph on my enemies. (ESV)