2 My attackers trample me all day longbecause I have so many enemies.Exalted one,
3 whenever I’m afraid,I put my trust in you—
4 in God, whose word I praise.I trust in God; I won’t be afraid.What can mere flesh do to me?
5 All day long they frustrate my pursuits;all their thoughts are evil against me.
6 They get together and set an ambush—they are watching my steps,hoping for my death.
7 Don’t rescue them for any reason!In wrath bring down the people, God!
8 You yourself have kept track of my misery.Put my tears into your bottle—aren’t they on your scroll already?