פָּלַט

He said: “The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer.

You have delivered me from the strife of my people; You have preserved me as the head of nations; a people I had not known shall serve me.

Their bulls breed without fail; their cows bear calves and do not miscarry.

Then an upright man could reason with Him, and I would be delivered forever from my Judge.

Arise, O LORD, confront them! Bring them to their knees; deliver me from the wicked by Your sword,

The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer. My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

You have delivered me from the strife of the people; You have made me the head of nations; a people I had not known shall serve me.

…who delivers me from my enemies. You exalt me above my foes; You rescue me from violent men.

In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.

“He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. In You, O LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame; save me by Your righteousness.

The LORD helps and delivers them; He rescues and saves them from the wicked, because they take refuge in Him.

But I am poor and needy; may the Lord think of me. You are my helper and deliverer; O my God, do not delay.

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation; deliver me from deceitful and unjust men.

In spite of such sin, will they escape? In Your anger, O God, cast down the nations.

But I am poor and needy; hurry to me, O God. You are my help and my deliverer; O LORD, do not delay.

In Your justice, rescue and deliver me; incline Your ear and save me.

Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and ruthless.

Rescue the weak and needy; save them from the hand of the wicked.

“Because he loves Me, I will deliver him; because he knows My name, I will protect him.

He is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.

Their roaring is like that of a lion; they roar like young lions. They growl and seize their prey; they carry it away, and no one can rescue it.

The survivors will escape and live in the mountains, moaning like doves of the valley, each for his own iniquity.

You will eat but not be satisfied, and your hunger will remain with you. What you acquire, you will not preserve; and what you save, I will give to the sword.