The Message Bible MSG
Young's Literal Translation YLT
1 Take my side, God - I'm getting kicked around, stomped on every day.
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To the Overseer. -- `On the Dumb Dove far off.' -- A secret treasure of David, in the Philistines' taking hold of him in Gath. Favour me, O God, for man swallowed me up, All the day fighting he oppresseth me,
2 Not a day goes by but somebody beats me up; They make it their duty to beat me up.
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Mine enemies have swallowed up all the day, For many [are] fighting against me, O most High,
3 When I get really afraid I come to you in trust.
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The day I am afraid I am confident toward Thee.
4 I'm proud to praise God; fearless now, I trust in God. What can mere mortals do?
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In God I praise His word, in God I have trusted, I fear not what flesh doth to me.
5 They don't let up - they smear my reputation and huddle to plot my collapse.
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All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts [are] for evil,
6 They gang up, sneak together through the alleys To take me by surprise, wait their chance to get me.
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They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
7 Pay them back in evil! Get angry, God! Down with these people!
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By iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God.
8 You've kept track of my every toss and turn through the sleepless nights, Each tear entered in your ledger, each ache written in your book.
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My wandering Thou hast counted, Thou -- place Thou my tear in Thy bottle, Are they not in Thy book?
9 If my enemies run away, turn tail when I yell at them, Then I'll know that God is on my side.
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Then turn back do mine enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God [is] for me.
10 I'm proud to praise God, proud to praise God.
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In God I praise the word, In Jehovah I praise the word.
11 Fearless now, I trust in God; what can mere mortals do to me?
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In God I trusted, I fear not what man doth to me,
12 God, you did everything you promised, and I'm thanking you with all my heart.
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On me, O God, [are] Thy vows, I repay thank-offerings to Thee.
13 You pulled me from the brink of death, my feet from the cliff-edge of doom. Now I stroll at leisure with God in the sunlit fields of life.
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For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, Dost Thou not my feet from falling? To walk habitually before God in the light of the living!
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