Psalm 56
To the choirmaster: according to The Dove on Far-off Terebinths. A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.
Be merciful to me, O God, for my adversaries are treading me down; they are daily fighting and troubling me.
My enemies go about hounding me daily, for there are many who fight against me, O Most High.
Nevertheless, though I am sometimes afraid, yet I put my trust in you.
In God whose word I praise, in God I trust and fear not, for what can flesh do to me?
They daily distort my words; all that they imagine is to do me evil.
They all gather together and lie in wait, and mark my steps, while they seek after my life.
Shall they escape despite their wickedness? O God, in your displeasure cast them down.
Whenever I call upon you, then shall my enemies be put to flight; this I know, for God is on my side.
You record my lamentation; put my tears into your bottle. Are not these things noted in your book?
In God, whose word I praise, in the Lord, whose word I praise,
In God have I put my trust; I will not be afraid, for what can mortals do to me?
Unto you, O God, will I pay my vows; unto you will I give thanks.
For you have delivered my soul from death and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living.
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