1Yo, Lord, vibe with me against my haters: throw down on those who come for me.

2Grab your shield and get ready to pop off for me.

3Pull out that spear and block those who are after me: tell my soul, "I got you, fam."

4Make those who chase my soul look sus and get wrecked; let them bounce back confused.

5Let them be like dust in the wind: send your angel to chase them down.

6May their path be dark and slippery: let your angel keep coming for them.

7They set a trap for me for no reason, digging a pit for my soul, and that’s just savage.

8Let chaos hit them outta nowhere; may their own trap catch them: let them fall into their own mess.

9My soul's gonna be lit in the Lord: I’ll be hyped about His salvation.

10All my bones are gonna shout, "Lord, who’s got your rizz? You save the weak from those who are too strong, for real."

11False witnesses popped up, throwing shade at me for stuff I didn’t even do.

12They hit me with bad vibes for showing love, and it wrecked my soul, no cap.

13But for real, when they were down, I was in sackcloth, fasting hard, and my prayers were just bouncing back to me.

14I acted like they were my homies, bowed down heavy, like I was mourning my mom.

15But when I was struggling, they were vibing together, the haters teamed up on me, and I had no idea; they were tearing me apart, no chill.

16With fake friends at their feasts, they were gnashing their teeth at me, so sus.

17Lord, for real, how long you gonna just watch? Save my soul from their chaos, my fave from the lions.

18I’m gonna shout you out in the big crowd: I’ll praise you in front of everyone.

19Don’t let my enemies flex on me for no reason; don’t let them throw shade with their eyes, they’re just haters.

20They don’t bring peace; they’re plotting sneaky stuff against the chill people in the land.

21They totally came for me, like, "Aha, we see you!"

22Yo, Lord, you peeped that? Don't stay quiet, fam. Don't ghost me!

23Get hyped and wake up to my situation, my God and my Lord.

24Judge me, Lord, based on your vibes; don’t let them flex on me.

25Don’t let them say, "Bet, we got him," like they just swallowed me whole.

26Let them feel all kinds of embarrassed together for celebrating my struggle; may they wear that shame like a badge.

27Let the squad that supports my cause shout and be lit; keep saying, "Lord's got us," 'cause He’s all about my wins.

28My mouth will be all about your righteousness and praise, no cap, all day.

1Plead my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me: fight against them that fight against me.

2Take hold of shield and buckler, and stand up for mine help.

3Draw out also the spear, and stop the way against them that persecute me: say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.

4Let them be confounded and put to shame that seek after my soul: let them be turned back and brought to confusion that devise my hurt.

5Let them be as chaff before the wind: and let the angel of the Lord chase them.

6Let their way be dark and slippery: and let the angel of the Lord persecute them.

7For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.

8Let destruction come upon him at unawares; and let his net that he hath hid catch himself: into that very destruction let him fall.

9And my soul shall be joyful in the Lord: it shall rejoice in his salvation.

10All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like unto thee, which deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, yea, the poor and the needy from him that spoileth him?

11False witnesses did rise up; they laid to my charge things that I knew not.

12They rewarded me evil for good to the spoiling of my soul.

13But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.

14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.

15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:

16With hypocritical mockers in feasts, they gnashed upon me with their teeth.

17Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions.

18I will give thee thanks in the great congregation: I will praise thee among much people.

19Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.

20For they speak not peace: but they devise deceitful matters against them that are quiet in the land.

21Yea, they opened their mouth wide against me, and said, Aha, aha, our eye hath seen it.

22This thou hast seen, O Lord: keep not silence: O Lord, be not far from me.

23Stir up thyself, and awake to my judgment, even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.

24Judge me, O Lord my God, according to thy righteousness; and let them not rejoice over me.

25Let them not say in their hearts, Ah, so would we have it: let them not say, We have swallowed him up.

26Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion together that rejoice at mine hurt: let them be clothed with shame and dishonour that magnify themselves against me.

27Let them shout for joy, and be glad, that favour my righteous cause: yea, let them say continually, Let the Lord be magnified, which hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.

28And my tongue shall speak of thy righteousness and of thy praise all the day long.