psalm

To the Overcomer upon: The silent dove in a distant land, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath.

¶ Be merciful unto me, O God, for man would swallow me up; he oppresses me fighting me daily.

My enemies would daily swallow me up, for they are many that fight against me, O thou most High.

When I am afraid, I will trust in thee.

In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.

Every day my life is filled with sorrow; all their thoughts are against me for evil.

They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps when they wait for my soul.

Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the peoples, O God.

¶ Thou tellest my wanderings; put my tears into thy bottle; are they not in thy book?

When I cry unto thee, then shall my enemies be turned back; in this I know that God is for me.

10 In God I will praise his word; in the LORD I will praise his word.

11 In God I have put my trust; I will not be afraid of what man can do unto me.

12 Thy promises are upon me, O God; I will render praises unto thee.

13 For thou hast delivered my life from death; thou hast kept my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living.