< Psalms 57 >
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy, for in You my soul takes refuge. In the shadow of Your wings I will take shelter until the danger has passed.
Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills His purpose for me.
I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
3 He reaches down from heaven and saves me; He rebukes those who trample me. (Selah) God sends forth His loving devotion and His truth.
He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
4 My soul is among the lions; I lie down with ravenous beasts— with men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp swords.
And he has rescued my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men: their teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue is a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
6 They spread a net for my feet; my soul was despondent. They dug a pit before me, but they themselves have fallen into it!
They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
7 My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing and make music.
My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
8 Awake, my glory! Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.
Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
9 I will praise You, O Lord, among the nations; I will sing Your praises among the peoples.
I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
10 For Your loving devotion reaches to the heavens, and Your faithfulness to the clouds.
For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.