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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 day because 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.