Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
The Lord protects the unwary; when I was brought low, he saved me.
He remembered us in our low estate His love endures forever.
The enemy pursues me, he crushes me to the ground; he makes me dwell in the darkness like those long dead.
Answer me quickly, Lord; my spirit fails. Do not hide your face from me or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
Hear me, Lord, my plea is just; listen to my cry. Hear my prayer— it does not rise from deceitful lips.
He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me.
I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
Lord, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
Many have become my enemies without cause; those who hate me without reason are numerous.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
See how they lie in wait for me! Fierce men conspire against me for no offense or sin of mine, Lord.
Do not hold against us the sins of past generations; may your mercy come quickly to meet us, for we are in desperate need.
I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”
Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies.
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.
“Against whom has the king of Israel come out? Who are you pursuing? A dead dog? A flea?