1 Favour me, O God, for man swallowed me up, All the day fighting he oppresseth me,
3 The day I am afraid I am confident toward Thee.
4 In God I praise His word, in God I have trusted, I fear not what flesh doth to me.
8 My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou — place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
11 In God I trusted, I fear not what man doth to me,