1 T o 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 oppresseth me.
2 M ine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many fighting against me, O most High,
Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.
3 T he day I am afraid I am confident toward Thee.
What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
4 I n 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 A ll the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts for evil,
Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil.
6 T hey 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 B y iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God.
Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the people, O God.
8 M y wandering Thou hast counted, Thou -- place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
9 T hen turn back do mine enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God for me.
When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me.
10 I n 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 I n 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 O n me, O God, Thy vows, I repay thank-offerings to Thee.
Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee.
13 F or 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 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?