< 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.
For the leader. Al tashheth. A michtam of David, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be gracious, O God, be gracious to me, for in you I take shelter. In your sheltering wings I take refuge, till ruin be over past.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
I cry to the Most High God, to the God who accomplishes for 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 me his succour from heaven, he will thrust away those who would trample me. (Selah)
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.
In the midst of lions I lie, who devour human prey. Their teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue is a sharpened sword.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be exalted, God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er 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 set a net for my feet, but in it was their own foot caught. Before me they dug a pit, but they fell into it themselves. (Selah)
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I would sing, I would make music;
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
awake, my soul. Awake, harp and lyre; I would wake the dawn.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
I would praise you among the peoples, O Lord, and make music among the nations to you;
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
for great to heaven is your love, and your faithfulness to the clouds.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be exalted, God, o’er the heavens, and your glory o’er all the earth.

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