To the chief singer, on stringed instruments.
A poem of Dawiḏ;
when the Ziphites came and said to Sha’ul,
“Does Dawiḏ not hide himself with us?”
1 O Elohim, save me by Your Name,
And rightly rule me by Your might.
2 Hear my prayer, O Elohim;
Give ear to the words of my mouth.
3 For strangers have risen up against me,
And cruel men have sought after my life;
They have not put Elohim before them. Selah.
4 See Elohim is my helper;
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 is with those who sustain my life.
5 He repays evil to my enemies.
Cut them off in Your truth.
6 Voluntarily I slaughter to You;
I praise Your Name, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, for it is good.
7 For He has delivered me out of all distress;
And my eye has looked upon my enemies.