To the chief MusicianuponJonath-elem-rechokim, Michtamof David, when the Philistinestookhim in Gath. Be mercifulunto me, O God: formanwould swallow me up; he fightingdailyoppressethme. Mine enemieswould dailyswallow me up: for they be manythat fightagainst me, O thou most High. What timeI am afraid, Iwill trustinthee. In GodI will praisehis word, in GodI have put my trust; I will notfearwhatfleshcan dounto me. Everydaythey wrestmy words: alltheir thoughts are againstme for evil. They gather themselves together, they hidethemselves, theymarkmy steps, whenthey wait formy soul. Shall theyescapebyiniquity? in thine angercast downthe people, O God. Thou tellestmy wanderings: putthoumy tearsinto thy bottle: are they notin thy book? WhenI cry unto thee , thenshall mine enemiesturnback: thisI know; forGod is for me. In Godwill I praise his word: in the LORDwill I praise his word. In Godhave I put my trust: I will notbe afraidwhatmancan dounto me. Thy vows are uponme, O God: I will renderpraisesunto thee. Forthou hast deliveredmy soulfrom death: wilt not thou deliver my feetfrom falling, that I may walkbeforeGodin the lightof the living.