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¹ To the chief musician. Concerning the silent dove, those far off. Of David, a secret treasure (when the Philistines seized him in Gath). Favor me, O God, for man snuffs me up; all the day fighting oppresses me.² My watchers panted for me all the day; for many are proudly fighting against me.³ The day I am afraid I will trust in You.⁴ In God I will praise His Word; in God I have trusted; I will not fear; what will flesh do to me?⁵ All the day they pervert my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.⁶ They stir up strife; they hide; they observe my footprints as they wait for my soul.⁷ Is escape for them by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, O God.

⁸ You have counted my wandering; O put my tear in Your bottle; are they not in Your Book?⁹ Then my enemies will turn back in the day I call; this I know, for God is for me.¹⁰ In God I will praise the Word; in Jehovah I will praise the Word.¹¹ In God I have trusted; I will not fear; what will man do to me?¹² On me, O God, are Your vows; I will render to You thank offerings.¹³ For You have delivered my soul from death. Do You not keep my feet from falling, so that I may walk before God in the light of the living?