8 Thou tellest my wanderings; put thou my tears into thy bottle; are they not in thy book?
9 When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back; this I know; for God is for me.
10 In God will I praise his word; in the Lord will I praise his word.
11 In God have I put my trust; I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.
12 Thy vows are upon me, O God; I will render praises unto thee.
13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death; wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
Psalms 57 Intro: David's trust in God. (To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.)
1 Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me, for my soul trusteth in thee; yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
2 I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth all things for me.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
4 My soul is among lions; and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
