To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
1 Deliver me, O LORD, from evil men; preserve me from violent men,
2 Who plan evil things in their hearts; they continually gather together for war.
3 They sharpen their tongues like a serpent; the poison of asps is under their lips. Selah
4 Keep me, O LORD, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from violent men, who have purposed to make my steps stumble.
5 The proud have hidden a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set traps for me. Selah
6 I said to the LORD: “You are my God; hear the voice of my supplications, O LORD.
7 O GOD the Lord, the strength of my salvation, You have covered my head in the day of battle.
8 Do not grant, O LORD, the desires of the wicked; do not further his wicked scheme, lest they be exalted. Selah
9 “As for the head of those who surround me, let the evil of their lips cover them;
10 Let burning coals fall upon them; let them be cast into the fire, into deep pits, that they rise not up again.
11 Let not a slanderer be established in the earth; let evil hunt the violent man to overthrow him.”
12 I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and justice for the poor.
13 Surely the righteous shall give thanks to Your name; the upright shall dwell in Your presence.
Not trying to come off as some kind of hippie here; but anger breeds anger, violence breeds violence, and hatred breeds hatred. It’s like toxic yeast that gets into everything. It can’t help but to destroy itself and everything it has infected, and then go dormant only to resurface in a future generation. The only way to survive it is to avoid it. The only way to avoid it is in verse 13, dwelling in the presence of God.