✧1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God, for men are hounding me; all day they press their attack. Copy✧2My enemies pursue me all day long, for many proudly assail me. Copy✧3When I am afraid, I put my trust in You. Copy✧4In God, whose word I praise— in God I trust. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me? Copy✧5All day long they twist my words; all their thoughts are on my demise. Copy✧6They conspire, they lurk, they watch my steps while they wait to take my life. Copy✧7In spite of such sin, will they escape? In Your anger, O God, cast down the nations. Copy✧8You have taken account of my wanderings. Put my tears in Your bottle— are they not in Your book? Copy