Psalm 56

For the director of music. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” Of David. A miktam. When the Philistines had seized him in Gath.

¹Be merciful to me, my God,

for my enemies are in hot pursuit;

all day long they press their attack.

²My adversaries pursue me all day long;

in their pride many are attacking me.

³When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.

⁴In God, whose word I praise—

in God I trust and am not afraid.

What can mere mortals do to me?

⁵All day long they twist my words;

all their schemes are for my ruin.

⁶They conspire, they lurk,

they watch my steps,

hoping to take my life.

⁷Because of their wickedness do not let them escape;

in your anger, God, bring the nations down.

⁸Record my misery;

list my tears on your scroll—

are they not in your record?

⁹Then my enemies will turn back

when I call for help.

By this I will know that God is for me.

¹⁰In God, whose word I praise,

in the Lord, whose word I praise—

¹¹in God I trust and am not afraid.

What can man do to me?

¹²I am under vows to you, my God;

I will present my thank offerings to you.

¹³For you have delivered me from death

and my feet from stumbling,

that I may walk before God

in the light of life.