(For the music director, according to The Silent Dove of Distant Lands. Of David. A miktam. When the Philistines seized him in Gath. ) Be gracious to me, O God, because humankind has trampled me; fighting all the day he oppresses me.
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My enemies trample all day, because many are attacking me proudly.
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When I fear, I trust you.
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God, whose word I praise, God I trust; I do not fear. What can mere flesh do to me?
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All day they twist my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.
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They attack, they hide, they watch my steps, as they lie in wait for my life.
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Because of iniquity will they escape? In anger cast down the peoples, O God.
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You have kept count of my wonderings. Put my tears in your bottle; are they not in your book?
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Then my enemies will turn back when I call. This I know because God is for me.
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God, whose word I praise, Yahweh, whose word I praise,
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God I trust; I do not fear. What can mere humankind do to me?
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My
vows to you, O God, are binding upon me. I will pay thank offerings to you,
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because you have delivered my soul from death. Have you not kept my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?