1 <To the chief music-maker; put to Jonath elem rehokim. Of David. Michtam. When the Philistines took him in Gath.> Have mercy on me, O God, for man is attempting my destruction; every day he makes cruel attacks against me.

1 לַמְנַצֵּ֤חַ׀ עַל־יֹ֬ונַת אֵ֣לֶם רְ֭חֹקִים לְדָוִ֣ד מִכְתָּ֑ם בֶּֽאֱחֹ֨ז אֹתֹ֖ו פְלִשְׁתִּ֣ים בְּגַֽת׃

2 My haters are ever ready to put an end to me; great numbers are lifting themselves up against me.

2 חָנֵּ֣נִי אֱ֭לֹהִים כִּֽי־שְׁאָפַ֣נִי אֱנֹ֑ושׁ כָּל־הַ֝יֹּ֗ום לֹחֵ֥ם יִלְחָצֵֽנִי׃

3 In the time of my fear, I will have faith in you.

3 שָׁאֲפ֣וּ ורְרַי כָּל־הַיֹּ֑ום כִּֽי־רַבִּ֨ים לֹחֲמִ֖ים לִ֣י מָרֹֽום׃

4 In God will I give praise to his word; in God have I put my hope; I will have no fear of what flesh may do to me.

4 יֹ֥ום אִירָ֑א אֲ֝נִ֗י אֵלֶ֥יךָ אֶבְטָֽח׃

5 Every day they make wrong use of my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.

5 בֵּאלֹהִים֮ אֲהַלֵּ֪ל דְּבָ֫רֹ֥ו בֵּאלֹהִ֣ים בָּ֭טַחְתִּי לֹ֣א אִירָ֑א מַה־יַּעֲשֶׂ֖ה בָשָׂ֣ר לִֽי׃

6 They come together, they are waiting in secret places, they take note of my steps, they are waiting for my soul.

6 כָּל־הַ֭יֹּום דְּבָרַ֣י יְעַצֵּ֑בוּ עָלַ֖י כָּל־מַחְשְׁבֹתָ֣ם לָרָֽע׃

7 By evil-doing they will not get free from punishment. In wrath, O God, let the peoples be made low.

7 יָג֤וּרוּ׀ יַצְפִּינוּ יִצְפֹּ֗ונוּ הֵ֭מָּה עֲקֵבַ֣י יִשְׁמֹ֑רוּ כַּ֝אֲשֶׁ֗ר קִוּ֥וּ נַפְשִֽׁי׃

8 You have seen my wanderings; put the drops from my eyes into your bottle; are they not in your record?

8 עַל־אָ֥וֶן פַּלֶּט־לָ֑מֹו בְּ֝אַ֗ף עַמִּ֤ים׀ הֹורֵ֬ד אֱלֹהִֽים׃

9 When I send up my cry to you, my haters will be turned back; I am certain of this, for God is with me.

9 נֹדִי֮ סָפַ֪רְתָּ֫ה אָ֥תָּה שִׂ֣ימָה דִמְעָתִ֣י בְנֹאדֶ֑ךָ הֲ֝לֹ֗א בְּסִפְרָתֶֽךָ׃

10 In God will I give praise to his word; in the Lord will I give praise to his word.

10 אָ֥֨ז³ יָ֘שׁ֤וּבוּ אֹויְבַ֣י אָ֭חֹור בְּיֹ֣ום אֶקְרָ֑א זֶה־יָ֝דַ֗עְתִּי כִּֽי־אֱלֹהִ֥ים לִֽי׃

11 In God have I put my hope, I will have no fear of what man may do to me.

11 בֵּֽ֭אלֹהִים אֲהַלֵּ֣ל דָּבָ֑ר בַּ֝יהוָ֗ה אֲהַלֵּ֥ל דָּבָֽר׃

12 I keep the memory of my debt to you, O God; I will give you the offerings of praise.

12 בֵּֽאלֹהִ֣ים בָּ֭טַחְתִּי לֹ֣א אִירָ֑א מַה־יַּעֲשֶׂ֖ה אָדָ֣ם לִֽי׃

13 Because you have taken my soul from the power of death; and kept my feet from falling, so that I may be walking before God in the light of life.

13 עָלַ֣י אֱלֹהִ֣ים נְדָרֶ֑יךָ אֲשַׁלֵּ֖ם תֹּודֹ֣ת לָֽךְ׃