1 Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up.
All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.
2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long,
for they are many who fight proudly against me.
3 When I am afraid,
I will put my trust in you.
4 In God, I praise his word.
In God, I put my trust.
I will not be afraid.
What can flesh do to me?
5 All day long they twist my words.
All their thoughts are against me for evil.
6 They conspire and lurk,
watching my steps.
They are eager to take my life.
7 Shall they escape by iniquity?
In anger cast down the peoples, God.
8 You count my wanderings.
You put my tears into your container.
Aren’t they in your book?
9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call.
I know this: that God is for me.
10 In God, I will praise his word.
In Yahweh, I will praise his word.
11 I have put my trust in God.
I will not be afraid.
What can man do to me?
12 Your vows are on me, God.
I will give thank offerings to you.
13 For you have delivered my soul from death,
and prevented my feet from falling,
that I may walk before God in the light of the living.
1 Vir die musiekleier; op die wysie van: "Die Duif van die ver Terebinte." Van Dawid. 'n Gedig, toe die Filistyne hom gevang het in Gat.
2 Wees my genadig, o God, want mense vertrap my; hy wat my beveg, verdruk my die hele dag.
3 My vyande vertrap my die hele dag, want baie veg teen my in hoogmoed.
4 Die dag as ek vrees, sal ,k op U vertrou.
5 Deur God sal ek sy woord prys; ek vertrou op God, ek vrees nie; wat kan vlees my doen?
6 Die hele dag verdraai hulle my woorde; al hulle gedagtes is teen my, om kwaad te doen.
7 Hulle val aan, lê en loer -- hulle let op my hakskene net soos hulle op my lewe geloer het.
8 Ondanks hul ongeregtigheid -- sal hulle ontvlug? Werp volke neer in toorn, o God!
9 U het my omswerwinge getel; hou my trane in u kruik; is hulle nie in u boek nie?
10 Dan sal my vyande agteruitwyk op die dag as ek roep; dit weet ek dat God aan my kant is.
11 Deur God sal ek die woord prys; deur die HERE sal ek die woord prys.
12 Ek vertrou op God, ek vrees nie; wat kan 'n mens my doen?
13 Op my, o God, rus geloftes aan U gedoen; lofoffers sal ek U betaal; [ (Psalms 56:14) want U het my siel gered van die dood -- ja, my voete van struikeling -- om te wandel voor die aangesig van God in die lig van die lewe. ]