Show Mercy, Lord, to Me, for Man

1.Show mercy, Lord, to me, for man
would swallow me outright;
He me oppresseth, while he doth
against me daily fight.

2.They daily would me swallow up
that hate me spitefully;
For they be many that do fight
against me, O Most High.

3.When I'm afraid I'll trust in thee:
In God I'll praise his word;
I will not fear what flesh can do,
my trust is in the Lord.

4.Each day they wrest my words; their thoughts
'gainst me are all for ill.
They meet, they lurk, they mark my steps,
waiting my soul to kill.

5.But shall they by iniquity
escape thy judgments so?
O God, with indignation down
do thou the people throw.

6.My wand'rings all what they have been
thou know'st, their number took;
Into thy bottle put my tears:
are they not in thy book?

7.My foes shall, when I cry, turn back;
I know 't, God is for me.
In God his word I'll praise; his word
in God shall praised be.

8.In God I trust; I will not fear
what man can do to me.
Thy vows upon me are, O God:
I'll render praise to thee.

9.Wilt thou not, who from death me saved,
my feet from falls keep free,
To walk before God in the light
of those that living be?