Psalms 57
1 To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.
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 call unto God, the Most High; unto God that performeth [all] for me.
I will cry unto God Most High, Unto GOD, who accomplisheth on my behalf:
3 He will send from the heavens and save me; he hath covered with reproach him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God hath sent forth his loving-kindness and his truth.
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 in the midst of lions; I lie down [among] them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue 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 Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
Be exalted Above the Heavens, O God, Above all the earth, thy glory!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (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 sing, yea, I will sing psalms.
Fixed is my heart, O God, Fixed is my heart, I will sing, and touch the strings.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.
Awake, mine honour, Awake, harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn;
9 I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Lord; of thee will I sing psalms 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 thy loving-kindness is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
For, great, unto the heavens, is thy lovingkindness, And, unto the skies, thy faithfulness.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
Be exalted Above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth, thy glory!
