6 They conspire, they lurk,

they watch my steps,

hoping to take my life.

7 Because of their wickedness do not let them escape;

in your anger, God, bring the nations down.

8 Record my misery;

list my tears on your scroll—

are they not in your record?

6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves,

They mark my steps,

When they wait for my soul.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity?

In thine anger cast down the people, O God.

8 Thou tellest my wanderings:

Put thou my tears into thy bottle:

Are they not in thy book?

6 They come together to spy on me—

watching my every step, eager to kill me.

7 Don’t let them get away with their wickedness;

in your anger, O God, bring them down.

8 You keep track of all my sorrows.

You have collected all my tears in your bottle.

You have recorded each one in your book.

6 They gather together,

They hide, they mark my steps,

When they lie in wait for my life.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity?

In anger cast down the peoples, O God!

8 You number my wanderings;

Put my tears into Your bottle;

Are they not in Your book?

6 They wait. They hide.

They watch my steps,

hoping to kill me.

7 God, do not let them escape;

punish the foreign nations in your anger.

8 You have recorded my troubles.

You have kept a list of my tears.

Aren’t they in your records?

6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves,

They mark my steps,

Even as they have waited for my soul.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity?

In anger cast down the peoples, O God.

8 Thou numberest my wanderings:

Put thou my tears into thy bottle;

Are they not in thy book?

6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves; they mark my steps, because they wait for my soul. 7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, O God.

8 Thou countest my wanderings; put my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

6 They attack, and then they hide. 

They watch my every step as they wait to take my life. 

7 With the wrong they do, can they escape? 

O God, angrily make the nations fall. 

8 (You have kept a record of my wanderings. 

Put my tears in your bottle. 

They are already in your book.) 

6 They stir up strife, they lurk;

they watch my steps

while they wait to take my life.

7 Will they escape in spite of such sin?

God, bring down the nations in wrath.

8 You Yourself have recorded my wanderings.

Put my tears in Your bottle.

Are they not in Your records?

6 They stir up strife, they lurk,

they watch my steps.

As they hoped to have my life,

7 so repay them for their crime;

in wrath cast down the peoples, O God!

8 You have kept count of my tossings;

put my tears in your bottle.

Are they not in your record?

6 They attack, they hide, they watch my steps,

as they lie in wait for my life.

7 Because of iniquity will they escape?

In anger cast down the peoples, O God.

8 You have kept count of my wanderings.

Put my tears in your bottle;

are they not in your book?

6 They get together and hide.

They watch my steps.

They hope to kill me.

7 Make sure you don’t let them escape.

God, bring down the nations in your anger.

8 Write down my poem of sadness.

List my tears on your scroll.

Aren’t you making a record of them?

6 They attack, they lurk,

They watch my steps,

As they have waited to take my life.

7 Because of wickedness, cast them forth,

In anger put down the peoples, O God!

8 You have taken account of my wanderings;

Put my tears in Your bottle.

Are they not in Your book?