Psalms 56
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. Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.
| לַמְנַצֵּחַ ׀ עַל־יוֹנַת אֵלֶם רְחֹקִים לְדָוִד מִכְתָּם בֶּֽאֱחֹז אֹתוֹ פְלִשְׁתִּים בְּגַֽת׃ חָנֵּנִי אֱלֹהִים כִּֽי־שְׁאָפַנִי אֱנוֹשׁ כָּל־הַיּוֹם לֹחֵם יִלְחָצֵֽנִי׃ |
2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.
| שָׁאֲפוּ שׁוֹרְרַי כָּל־הַיּוֹם כִּֽי־רַבִּים לֹחֲמִים לִי מָרֽוֹם׃ |
3 When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.
| יוֹם אִירָא אֲנִי אֵלֶיךָ אֶבְטָֽח׃ |
4 In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?
| בֵּאלֹהִים אֲהַלֵּל דְּבָרוֹ בֵּאלֹהִים בָּטַחְתִּי לֹא אִירָא מַה־יַּעֲשֶׂה בָשָׂר לִֽי׃ |
5 All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.
| כָּל־הַיּוֹם דְּבָרַי יְעַצֵּבוּ עָלַי כָּל־מַחְשְׁבֹתָם לָרָֽע׃ |
6 They conspire and lurk, watching my steps. They are eager to take my life.
| יָגוּרוּ ׀ יצפינו יִצְפּוֹנוּ הֵמָּה עֲקֵבַי יִשְׁמֹרוּ כַּאֲשֶׁר קִוּוּ נַפְשִֽׁי׃ |
7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.
| עַל־אָוֶן פַּלֶּט־לָמוֹ בְּאַף עַמִּים ׀ הוֹרֵד אֱלֹהִֽים׃ |
8 You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
| נֹדִי סָפַרְתָּה אָתָּה שִׂימָה דִמְעָתִי בְנֹאדֶךָ הֲלֹא בְּסִפְרָתֶֽךָ׃ |
9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this: that God is for me.
| אָז יָשׁוּבוּ אוֹיְבַי אָחוֹר בְּיוֹם אֶקְרָא זֶה־יָדַעְתִּי כִּֽי־אֱלֹהִים לִֽי׃ |
10 In God, I will praise his word. In the LORD, I will praise his word.
| בֵּֽאלֹהִים אֲהַלֵּל דָּבָר בַּיהוָה אֲהַלֵּל דָּבָֽר׃ |
11 I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
| בֵּֽאלֹהִים בָּטַחְתִּי לֹא אִירָא מַה־יַּעֲשֶׂה אָדָם לִֽי׃ |
12 Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.
| עָלַי אֱלֹהִים נְדָרֶיךָ אֲשַׁלֵּם תּוֹדֹת לָֽךְ׃ |
13 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.
| כִּי הִצַּלְתָּ נַפְשִׁי מִמָּוֶת הֲלֹא רַגְלַי מִדֶּחִי לְהִֽתְהַלֵּךְ לִפְנֵי אֱלֹהִים בְּאוֹר הֽ͏ַחַיִּֽים׃ |
