Have pity upon me, O God

Verse 1

Have pity, upon me, O God, For men would me devour; He daily driving for my hurt, Oppresses me with power.

Verse 2

My watchful foes do, every day, To swallow me, devise. For they are many, O Most High, That up against me rise.

Verse 3

When I'm afraid, I'll trust in thee.

Verse 4

In God I'll praise his word; Nor fear what flesh can do to me, For I trust in the Lord.

Verse 5

Each day, they wrest my words to speak, A sense I never meant; And, my destruction to contrive, Their thoughts are wholly bent.

Verse 6

They meet together, and consult, And secretly debate; They strictly all my actions watch, While for my soul they wait.

Verse 7

Shall they, by all their wickedness, Escape thy dreadful frown; O God, in thy just anger, cast, This wicked people down.

Verse 8

Thou numberest all the wandering steps, From place, to place, I've took; Are not my tears all safe preserved, And entered in thy book?

Verse 9

When'er I cry, my foes shall flee, I know; for God's mine aid.

Verse 10

In God, the Lord, I'll praise his word, On which my hopes are stayed.

Verse 11

In God I trust; and will not fear What man can do to me.

Verse 12

Thy vows are upon me, O God, I'll render praise to thee.

Verse 13

Thou, who hast saved my soul from death, My feet from falls defend; That I may live, and all my days In thy blessed service spend.