1. Shew mercy, Lord, to me, for manwould swallow me outright;He me oppresseth, while he dothagainst me daily fight.
2. They daily would me swallow upthat hate me spitefully;For they be many that do fightagainst me, O most High.
3. When I'm afraid I'll trust in thee:
4. In God I'll praise his word;I will not fear what flesh can do,my trust is in the Lord.
5. Each day they wrest my words; their thoughts'gainst me are all for ill.
6. They meet, they lurk, they mark my steps,waiting my soul to kill.