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To the chief Musician upon Jonathelemrechokim, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath. Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me.
Wees my genadig, o God: want die mens sou my verslind; hy veg daagliks en verdruk my.
2
Mine enemies would daily swallow [me] up: for [they be] many that fight against me, O thou most High.
My vyande sou daagliks my verslind: want daar is baie wat teen my veg, o U Allerhoogste.
3
What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
Wat tyd ek bang is, sal ek op U vertrou.
4
In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.
In God sal ek sy woord prys, in God het ek my vertroue gestel; ek sal nie vrees wat die vlees aan my kan doen nie.
5
Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts [are] against me for evil.
Elke dag verdraai hulle my woorde: al hulle gedagtes is teen my tot die kwaad.
6
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
Hulle versamel hulleself, hulle verberg hulleself, hulle merk my treë, wanneer hulle op my siel wag.
7
Shall they escape by iniquity? in [thine] anger cast down the people, O God.
Sal hulle deur ongeregtigheid ontvlug? in u toorn werp die volk neer, o God.
8
Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: [are they] not in thy book?
U tel my swerwinge: sit my trane in u bottel: is hulle nie in u boek nie?
9
When I cry [unto thee], then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God [is] for me.
Wanneer ek roep, dan sal my vyande terugkeer: dit weet ek; want God is vir my.
10
In God will I praise [his] word: in the LORD will I praise [his] word.
In God sal ek sy woord prys: in die HERE sal ek sy woord prys.
11
In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.
In God het ek my vertroue gestel: ek sal nie bang wees wat die mens aan my kan doen nie.
12
Thy vows [are] upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee.
U geloftes is op my, o God: ek sal lof aan U betaal.
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?
Want U het my siel van die dood verlos: sal U nie my voete van val bewaar nie, dat ek voor God in die lig van die lewendes mag wandel?