[1] Lord, have mercy on me; all day long the enemy troops press in. So many are proud to fight against me; how they long to conquer me. [3] But when I am afraid, I will put my confidence in you. Yes, I will trust the promises of God. And since I am trusting him, what can mere man do to me? [5] They are always twisting what I say. All their thoughts are how to harm me. [6] They meet together to perfect their plans; they hide beside the trail, listening for my steps, waiting to kill me. [7] They expect to get away with it. Don't let them, Lord. In anger cast them to the ground. [8] You have seen me tossing and turning through the night. You have collected all my tears and preserved them in your bottle! You have recorded every one in your book. [9] The very day I call for help, the tide of battle turns. My enemies flee! This one thing I know: God is for me! [10] I am trusting God-oh, praise his promises! I am not afraid of anything mere man can do to me! Yes, praise his promises. [12] I will surely do what I have promised, Lord, and thank you for your help. [13] For you have saved me from death and my feet from slipping, so that I can walk before the Lord in the land of the living.
