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 Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests 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 heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. (Selah) God will send out 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 amongst lions. I lie amongst those who are set on fire, even 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, God, above the heavens! Let your 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 is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the middle of 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, God. My heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp! I will wake up 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 thanks to you, Lord, amongst the peoples. I will sing praises to you amongst the nations.
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
11 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
