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| 1. | For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands". A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. |
| 2. | Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me. |
| 3. | My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, For they are many who fight proudly against me. |
| 4. | When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you. |
| 5. | In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me? |
| 6. | All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil. |
| 7. | They conspire and lurk, Watching my steps, they are eager to take my life. |
| 8. | Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God. |
| 9. | You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book? |
| 10. | Then shall my enemies turn back in the day that I call. I know this, that God is for me. |
| 11. | In God, I will praise his word. In Yahweh, I will praise his word. |
| 12. | I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me? |
| 13. | Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you. |
| 14. | 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. |