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For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands". A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.
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Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.
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My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, For they are many who fight proudly against me.
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When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.
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In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?
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All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.
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They conspire and lurk, Watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.
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Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.
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You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?
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Then shall my enemies turn back in the day that I call. I know this, that God is for me.
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In God, I will praise his word. In Yahweh, I will praise his word.
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I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
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Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.
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For you have delivered my soul from death, And prevented my feet from falling, That I may walk before God in the light of the living.
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