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.
For the leader. Al tashheth. A michtam of David, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be gracious, O God, be gracious to me, for in you I take shelter. In your sheltering wings I take refuge, till ruin be over past.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
I cry to the Most High God, to the God who accomplishes 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 me his succour from heaven, he will thrust away those who would trample me. (Selah)
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.
In the midst of lions I lie, who devour human prey. Their teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue is a sharpened sword.
5 O God, be lifted up higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
Be exalted, God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er 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 set a net for my feet, but in it was their own foot caught. Before me they dug a pit, but they fell into it themselves. (Selah)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I would sing, I would make music;
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
awake, my soul. Awake, harp and lyre; I would wake the dawn.
9 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
I would praise you among the peoples, O Lord, and make music among the nations to you;
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
for great to heaven is your love, and your faithfulness to the clouds.
11 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth.
Be exalted, God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er all the earth.
