1. Shew mercy, Lord, to me, for manwould swallow me outright;He me oppresseth, while he dothagainst me daily fight.
2. They daily would me swallow upthat hate me spitefully;For they be many that do fightagainst me, O most High.
3. When I'm afraid I'll trust in thee:
4. In God I'll praise his word;I will not fear what flesh can do,my trust is in the Lord.
5. Each day they wrest my words; their thoughts'gainst me are all for ill.
6. They meet, they lurk, they mark my steps,waiting my soul to kill.
7. But shall they by iniquityescape thy judgments so?O God, with indignation downdo thou the people throw.