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.
Unto the end, destroy not, for David, for an inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee. And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
I will cry to God the most High; to God who hath done good to 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 hath sent from heaven and delivered me: he hath made them a reproach that trod upon me. God hath sent his mercy 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.
And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons 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 thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory 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 prepared a snare for my feet; and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will Sing, and rehearse a psalm.
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
Arise, O my glory, arise psaltery and harp: I will arise early.
9 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
I will give praise to thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing a psalm to thee among the nations.
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
For thy mercy is magnified even to 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 thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.
