1For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. 2My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, 3When I am afraid, 4In God, I praise his word. 5All day long they twist my words. 6They conspire and lurk, 7Shall they escape by iniquity? 8You number my wanderings. 9Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. 10In God, I will praise his word. 11I have put my trust in God. 12Your vows are on me, God. 13For you have delivered my soul from death,