Be Merciful to Me, O God
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktama of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.
1 Be merciful to me, O God, for men are hounding me; all day they press their attack. 2 My enemies pursue me all day long, for many proudly assail me.
3 When I am afraid, I put my trust in You. 4 In God, whose word I praise— in God I trust. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
5 All day long they twist my words; all their thoughts are on my demise. 6 They conspire, they lurk, they watch my steps while they wait to take my life. 7 In spite of such sin, will they escape?b In Your anger, O God, cast down the nations.
8 You have taken account of my wanderings.c Put my tears in Your bottle— are they not in Your book? 9 Then my enemies will retreat on the day I cry for help. By this I will know that God is on my side.
10 In God, whose word I praise, in the LORD, whose word I praise, 11 in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
12 Your vows are upon me, O God; I will render thank offerings to You. 13 For You have delivered my soul from death, and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of life.
