What day I am afraid, I, unto thee will direct my confidence.

My wandering, hast, thou, recorded, - Put thou my tears in thy bottle, Are they not in thy record?

Show me favour, O God, For weak man hath panted for me, All the day, a fighter oppresseth me:

In God, I wilt praise his cause, - In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can flesh do unto me?

Then, shall my foes turn back, in the day I cry, This, I know, for God is mine!

In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can a son of earth do unto me!

For thou hast rescued my soul from death, Wilt thou not rescue my feet from stumbling? That I may walk to and fro, before God, In the light of life.

In God, will I praise with good cause: In Yahweh, will I praise with good cause;

Upon me, O God, are thy vows, I will pay back praises unto thee.

All the day, they wrest, my words, Against me, all their devices are for mischief;

Mine adversaries have panted all the day, For, many, are fighting with me, loftily.

They stir up strife - they lie hid, They, mark my steps, - Seeing they have waited for my life.

Because of iniquity, recompense thou them, - In anger, bring thou down, the peoples, O God.