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.
“To the chief musician, Al-tashcheth, by David, a Michtham, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.” Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for in thee my soul seeketh protection, and under the shadow of thy wings will I seek protection, until the mischief be passed away.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that accomplisheth [his kindness] on 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 will send from heaven, and save me, though he that longeth to swallow me up utter reproach. (Selah) God will send forth his kindness 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.
My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down [in the midst of] those that send out flames, [those] sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongue is a sharpened sword.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God: above all the earth let thy glory be.
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)
A net have they prepared for my steps; my soul hath been bent down; they have dug before me a pit; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (Selah)
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
Firm is my heart, O God, firm is my heart: I will sing and play.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Awake, my spirit; awake, psaltery and harp: I will wake up the morning-dawn.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
I will thank thee among the people, O Lord: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
For great, even unto the heavens, is thy kindness, and even unto the skies [extendeth] thy truth.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God: above all the earth let thy glory be.
