¹To the Overseer.—‘On the Dumb Dove far off.’—A secret treasure of David, in the Philistines’ taking hold of him in Gath. Favour me, O God, for man swallowed me up, All the day fighting he oppresseth me,

²Mine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many are fighting against me, O most High,

³The day I am afraid I am confident toward Thee.

⁴In God I praise His word, in God I have trusted, I fear not what flesh doth to me.

⁵All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts are for evil,

⁶They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.

⁷By iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God.

⁸My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou—place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?

⁹Then turn back do mine enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God is for me.

¹⁰In God I praise the word, In Jehovah I praise the word.

¹¹In God I trusted, I fear not what man doth to me,

¹²On me, O God, are Thy vows, I repay thank-offerings to Thee.

¹³For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, Dost Thou not my feet from falling? To walk habitually before God in the light of the living!

Psalm 57

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