1 To the overcoming, on the dumb culver of far drawing away, the comely song of David, when the Philistines held him in Gath. God, have mercy on me, for a man hath defouled me; all day he impugned, and troubled me.
3 Of the highness of day I shall dread; but God, I shall hope in thee.
4 In God I shall praise my words; I hoped in God, I shall not dread what thing flesh, or man, shall do to me.
8 God, I showed my life to thee; thou hast set [or puttest] my tears in thy sight. As and in thy promise, Lord;
11 I shall hope in God; I shall not dread what thing man shall do to me.