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.
To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills His purpose for me.
I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for 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 shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth 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.
My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be 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 have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
7 My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing and make music.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
8 Awake, my glory! Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.
Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
9 I will praise You, O Lord, among the nations; I will sing Your praises among the peoples.
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
10 For Your loving devotion reaches to the heavens, and Your faithfulness to the clouds.
For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
