Psalms 57
1 Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.
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 cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
3 He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
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 And he has rescued my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men: their teeth are weapons and arrows, and their 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 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!
6 They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
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 prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
My heart is steadfast, God. My heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
8 Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
9 I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm 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 has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
