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(Of the Director; to “Dove of Far-Off Oaks”; of David’s, a mictam when the Philistines took him in Gath.) 56 Show me grace, God, because man is snapping his jaws at me;all day a battler is crowding me back. 2 My ill-wishers are snapping their jaws all daybecause many are battling me bitterly. 3 On the day that I am afraid I will put confidence in you, 4 in God I will praise his word.In God I rest confident; I will not be afraid;what shall mortals do to me? 5 All day they talk torment,their thoughts are about me for harm; 6 They start quarrels, hide traps,watch my heels as they hope to get my life. 7 Because of their villainy there is no escape for them;in anger bring down peoples, God. 8 You have counted my writhings;my tears are placed in your bag. 9 Then, on the day when I call, my enemies will turn backward again;this I know, that I have a God. 10 In God I will praise his word;in Jehovah I will praise his word. 11 In God I rest confident; I will not be afraid;what shall man do to me? 12 I owe you what I have vowed, God;I will pay you thank-offerings, 13 Because you have delivered my soul from death,to walk before God in the light of the living.