Psalms 56
1 To the Overseer. — 'On the Dumb Dove far off.' — A secret treasure of David, in the Philistines' taking hold of him in Gath. Favour me, O God, for man swallowed me up, All the day fighting he oppresseth me,
Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresses me.
2 Mine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many [are] fighting against me, O most High,
Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O you most High.
3 The day I am afraid I am confident toward Thee.
What time I am afraid, I will trust in you.
4 In God I praise His word, in God I have trusted, I fear not what flesh doth to me.
In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.
5 All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts [are] for evil,
Every day they shift my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil.
6 They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
7 By iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God.
Shall they escape by iniquity? in your anger cast down the people, O God.
8 My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou — place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
You tell my wanderings: put you my tears into your bottle: are they not in your book?
9 Then turn back do mine enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God [is] for me.
When I cry unto you, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me.
10 In God I praise the word, In Jehovah I praise the word.
In God will I praise his word: in the LORD will I praise his word.
11 In God I trusted, I fear not what man doth to me,
In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.
12 On me, O God, [are] Thy vows, I repay thank-offerings to Thee.
Your vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto you.
13 For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, Dost Thou not my feet from falling? To walk habitually before God in the light of the living!
For you have delivered my soul from death: will not you deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
