Be Merciful to Me, O God
(1 Samuel 21:8–15)

1To the overseer for the silent dove of those far off: to David, a poem in the rovers taking him in Gath. Compassionate me, O God, for man panted after me; warring all the day, he will press me.

2Mine enemies panted after me all the day: for many warring against me proudly.

3The day I shall be afraid I will trust to thee.

4In God I will praise his word, in God I trusted; I will not fear what flesh shall do to me.

5All the day they will grieve my words: against me all their purposes for evil.

6They will sojourn, they will hide, they will watch my heels as they waited for my soul.

7For nothing is deliverance to them? In anger bring down the peoples, O God.

8Thou didst recount my wanderings: set thou my tears in thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

9Then will mine enemies turn back in the day I shall call: this I knew, that God is for me.

10In God I will praise the word: in Jehovah I will praise the word.

11In God I trusted, I will not fear what man shall do to me.

12Upon me, O God, thy vows: I will repay praises to thee.

13For thou deliveredst my soul from death: are not my feet from falling, to go about before God in the light of the living?