Save `for' Jehovah -- who hath been for us, In the rising up of man against us,
And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.
In God I praise the word, In Jehovah I praise the word.