To the chief singer, on ‘Silent dove from afar’.
A poem of Dawiḏ; when the Pelishtites took him in Gath.
1 Show me favour, O Elohim,
For man would swallow me up;
Fighting all day long, he oppresses me.
2 My enemies would swallow me up all day long,
For many are fighting against me, O Most High.
3 In the day I am afraid, I trust in You.
4 In Elohim, whose Word I praise,
In Elohim I have trusted;
I do not fear;
What could flesh do to me?
5 All day long they twist my words;
All their thoughts are against me for evil.
6 They stir up strife, they hide,
They watch my steps,
As they lie in wait for my life.
7 Because of wickedness cast them out.
Put down the peoples in displeasure, O Elohim!
8 You have counted my wanderings;
You put my tears into Your pitcher;
Are they not in Your Book?
9 My enemies turn back in the day I call;
This I know, because Elohim is for me.
10 In Elohim, whose Word I praise,
In 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 whose Word I praise,
11 In Elohim I have trusted;
I do not fear; What could man do to me?
12 On me, O Elohim, are Your vows;
I render praises to You,
13 For You have delivered my life from death,
My feet from stumbling,
That I might walk before Elohim,
In the light of the living!