To the chief musician upon Jonath-elem-rechokim, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath.
1 LORD, pity me, because
man would up swallow me:
and fighting all the day throughout,
oppress me sore doth he.
2 Mine enemies they would
me swallow up daily;
for they be many that do fight
against me, o most high.
3 I’ll put my trust in thee,
what time I am afraid.
4 In God I’ll praise his word, in God
my confidence have stay’d;
I will not be afraid
what flesh can do to me.
5 All day they wrest my words: their thoughts
for ill against me be.
6 They join themselves together;
themselves they closely hide;
they mark my steps when for my soul
waiting they do abide.
7 Shall they make an escape
by their iniquity;
thou in thine anger down depress
the folk, o God mighty.
8 My wanderings thou dost tell,
put thou my weeping tears
into thy bottle; are they not
within thy registers.
9 Then shall my foes turn back,
when I cry unto thee:
this I do know assuredly,
because God is for me.
10 In God I’ll praise his word:
the Lords word I will praise.
11 In God I trust: I will not fear
what man ‘gainst me can raise.
12 Thy vows on me o God;
I’ll render praise to thee.
13 Because that thou my soul from death
delivering dost free;
Deliver wilt not thou
my feet from down falling?
so that I may walk before God
ith light of the living.