Supplication

 How can I sing as I flee from my own, 

from the one who seeks to replace me?

Oh God, for the sake of my flesh and bone, 

multitudes have grown.

How many have risen against me!

For many, my soul portrays tragedy.

Justice disallows salvation.

But You, God, provide security,

even glory,

for securing me in my station.

My voice cries out in supplication

to God. From His residence - 

the mountain of sanctification - 

of separation -

my prayers He answers, even in silence.

I lie down to sleep with confidence

that God keeps me though I suffer,

and I awake with reverence,

with thankfulness,

I know that God is my sustainer.

Therefore, the multitudes I do not fear

even while they may encircle,

ever encroaching on my border.

Arise, God, my supporter, 

there, for the sake of my soul!

Place Your hand on the cheeks of the forceful

and break the teeth that speak falsely

to end all words that praise the sinful

or justify evil. 

Place only blessing on Your family.