Psalms 57
1 To the chief music-maker; put to Al-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When he went in flight from Saul, in the hole of the rock. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me; for the hope of my soul is in you: I will keep myself safely under the shade of your wings, till these troubles are past.
To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that performeth [all] for me.
3 He will send from heaven, and take me from the power of him whose desire is for my destruction. God will send out his mercy and his good faith.
He will send from the heavens and save me; he hath covered with reproach him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God hath sent forth his loving-kindness and his truth.
4 My soul is among lions; I am stretched out among those who are on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongue is a sharp sword.
My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down [among] them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 O God, be lifted up higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
6 They have made ready a net for my steps; my soul is bent down; they have made a great hole before me, and have gone down into it themselves. (Selah)
They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (Selah)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms.
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.
9 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Lord; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations:
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
For thy loving-kindness is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
11 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
