< Psalms 56 >
1 Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me.
“To the chief musician upon Jonath-elem-rechokim, by David, a Michtham, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.” Be gracious unto me, O God; for man longeth to swallow me up; all the time he oppresseth me fighting.
2 Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.
Those that regard me with envy long to swallow [me] up all the time; for many are they that fight against me, O thou Most High.
3 What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
The day [when] I am afraid, I will still trust in thee.
4 In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.
In God will I praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not be afraid: what can flesh do unto me?
5 Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil.
All the day they wrest my words: against me are all their thoughts for evil.
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
They come together in troops, they hide themselves, they are those that watch my heels, as though they hoped [to take] my soul.
7 Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the people, O God.
Because of their wrong-doing let me escape from them: in anger cast down the people, O God.
8 Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
My wanderings hast thou well numbered: put thou my tears into thy bottle; behold, they are numbered by thee.
9 When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me.
Then shall my enemies retire backward on the day when I call [on thee]: this I know—that God is for me.
10 In God will I praise his word: in Yhwh will I praise his word.
In God will I praise the word: in the Lord will I praise the word.
11 In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.
In God have I put my trust; I will not be afraid: what can man do unto me?
12 Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee.
Upon me, O God, [rest] thy vows: I will pay thanksgiving offerings unto thee.
13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
For thou hast delivered my soul from death—yea, behold, my feet from slipping, that I may walk before God in the light of the life.