✎Economics

For the director of music. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” Of David. A miktam. When the Philistines had seized him in Gath.

     1             Be merciful to me, my God,

         for my enemies are in hot pursuit;

         all day long they press their attack.

     2             My adversaries pursue me all day long;

         in their pride many are attacking me.

     3             When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.

   4     In God, whose word I praise — ​

                  in God I trust and am not afraid.

         What can mere mortals do to me?

     5             All day long they twist my words;

         all their schemes are for my ruin.

     6             They conspire, they lurk,

         they watch my steps,

         hoping to take my life.

     7             Because of their wickedness do not let them escape;

         in your anger, God, bring the nations down.

     8             Record my misery;

         list my tears on your scroll d — ​

         are they not in your record?

     9             Then my enemies will turn back

         when I call for help.

         By this I will know that God is for me.

     10            In God, whose word I praise,

         in the Lord, whose word I praise — ​

     11            in God I trust and am not afraid.

         What can man do to me?

     12            I am under vows to you, my God;

         I will present my thank offerings to you.

     13            For you have delivered me from death

         and my feet from stumbling,

                  that I may walk before God

         in the light of life.