Psalms
(Of the Director; to “Dove of Far-Off Oaks”; of David’s, a mictam when the Philistines took him in Gath.)
56 Show me grace, God, because man is snapping his jaws at me;
all day a battler is crowding me back.
2 My ill-wishers are snapping their jaws all day
because many are battling me bitterly.
3 On the day that I am afraid I will put confidence in you,
4 in God I will praise his word.
In God I rest confident; I will not be afraid;
what shall mortals do to me?
5 All day they talk torment,
their thoughts are about me for harm;
6 They start quarrels, hide traps,
watch my heels as they hope to get my life.
7 Because of their villainy there is no escape for them;
in anger bring down peoples, God.
8 You have counted my writhings;
my tears are placed in your bag.
9 Then, on the day when I call, my enemies will turn backward again;
this I know, that I have a God.
10 In God I will praise his word;
in Jehovah I will praise his word.
11 In God I rest confident; I will not be afraid;
what shall man do to me?
12 I owe you what I have vowed, God;
I will pay you thank-offerings,
13 Because you have delivered my soul from death,
to walk before God in the light of the living.