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. "Do not destroy." A precious Psalm, of David. When he fled from the face of Saul into the Cave. Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, —And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
I will cry unto God Most High, Unto GOD, who accomplisheth on my behalf:
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 out of heaven, that he may save me, He who is panting for me, hath reproached. (Selah) God will send out his lovingkindness and his faithfulness.
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 amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is 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, Above all the earth, thy glory!
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)
A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down, —They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! (Selah)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
Fixed is my heart, O God, Fixed is my heart, I will sing, and touch the strings.
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
Awake, mine honour, Awake, harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn;
9 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
I will thank thee, among the peoples, O My Lord, I will praise thee in song, among the races of men.
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
For, great, unto the heavens, is thy lovingkindness, And, unto the skies, thy faithfulness.
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, Above all the earth, thy glory!
