Psalms 28:1-5

I’m pleading with you, YAHWEH, help me! Don’t close your ears to my cry, for you’re my defender. If you continue to remain aloof and refuse to answer me, I might as well give up and die. Hear my cry for help as I turn toward your mercy seat, as I lift my hands toward your sacred sanctuary. Don’t allow me to be punished along with the wicked— these hypocrites who speak sweetly to their neighbors’ faces while holding evil against them in their hearts. Go ahead and punish them as they deserve. Let them be paid back for all their evil plans in proportion to their wickedness. Since they don’t care anything about you, or understand the great things you’ve done, take them down like an old building being demolished, never again to be rebuilt.