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Psalm 56:2 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

They daily would me swallow up that hate me spitefully; For they be many that do fight against me, O most High.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: For they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

They that lie in wait for me would swallow me up or trample me all day long, for they are many who fight against me, O Most High!

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American Standard Version (1901)

Mine enemies would swallow me up all the day long; For they are many that fight proudly against me.

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Common English Bible

My attackers trample me all day long because I have so many enemies. Exalted one,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee. And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.

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Psalm 56:2
16 Tagairtí Cros  

O Lord, how are my foes increas'd? against me many rise.


Plead, Lord, with those that plead; and fight with those that fight with me.


Those that to me are enemies, of me do evil say, When shall he die, that so his name may perish quite away?


Unto mine enemies he shall mischief and ill repay: O for thy truth's sake cut them off, and sweep them clean away.


From heav'n he shall send down, and me from his reproach defend That would devour me: God his truth and mercy forth shall send.


In thee, most High, I'll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name.


He that doth in the secret place of the most High reside, Under the shade of him that is th' Almighty shall abide.


To render thanks unto the Lord it is a comely thing, And to thy name, O thou most High, due praise aloud to sing.


But thou, O Lord, art the most High, for ever to remain.


But yet the Lord, that is on high, is more of might by far Than noise of many waters is, or great sea-billows are.