Psalms 57
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the cave. Have mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
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.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
3 He will send from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that would swallowe me. (Selah) God wil send his mercy, and his trueth.
He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
4 My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sworde.
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.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
6 They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. (Selah)
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.
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
