1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.
2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long,
3 When I am afraid,
4 In God, I praise his word.
5 All day long they twist my words.
6 They conspire and lurk,
7 Shall they escape by iniquity?
8 You count my wanderings.
9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call.
10 In God, I will praise his word.
11 I have put my trust in God.
12 Your vows are on me, God.
13 For you have delivered my soul from death,