Psalm 18:2

1 To the chief music-maker. Of the servant of the Lord, of David, who said the words of this song to the Lord on the day when the Lord made him free from the hand of all his haters, and from the hand of Saul; and he said,

2 I will give you my love, O Lord, my strength.

3 The Lord is my Rock, my walled town, and my saviour; my God, my Rock, in him will I put my faith; my breastplate, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.

4 I will send up my cry to the Lord, who is to be praised; so will I be made safe from those who are against me.

5 The cords of death were round me, and the seas of evil put me in fear.

6 The cords of hell were round me: the nets of death came on me.

7 In my trouble my voice went up to the Lord, and my cry to my God: my voice came to his hearing in his holy Temple, and my prayer came before him, even into his ears.