My defense is God himself—
The God who loves me (Psalm 59:17).
The verse reads like a koan. Or a tweet. Terse, punchy phrases. A nimble response to a vicious attack.
David describes his adversaries as a pack of ravenous, feral dogs:
Each evening they come back,
howling like dogs
and prowling about the city,
Human predators, snarling invectives,
drawn daggers in their teeth.
They think they'll never get caught (59:6,7).
I can't think of a better description of contemporary social media in which cowardly internet trolls hide behind anonymous online identities, spewing out poisonous screeds. Their bullying can kill.
But David had a ready response: He replied to each "tweet" with one of his own: "God loves me!"
Who cares what others say!