< Psalms 57 >

1 To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until [these] calamities be overpast.
For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial, when he fled from the presence of Saul to the cave. Have mercy, upon me, O God, have mercy upon me: for my soul has trusted in you: and in the shadow of your wings will I hope, until the iniquity have passed away.
2 I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth [all things] for me.
I will cry to God most high; the God who has benefitted me. (Pause)
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me [from] the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
He sent from heaven and saved me; he gave to reproach them that trampled on me: God has sent forth his mercy and his truth;
4 My soul [is] among lions: [and] I lie [even among] them that are set on fire, [even] the sons of men, whose teeth [are] spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
and he has delivered my soul from the midst of [lions']whelps: I lay down to sleep, [though] troubled. [As for] the sons of men, their teeth are arms and [missile] weapons, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; [let] thy glory [be] above all the earth.
Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen [themselves]. (Selah)
They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul: they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it [themselves]. (Pause)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
My heart, O God, [is] ready, my heart [is] ready: I will sing, yes will sing psalms.
8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I [myself] will awake early.
Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will awake early.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing unto thee among the nations.
O Lord, I will give thanks to you amongst the nations: I will sing to you amongst the Gentiles.
10 For thy mercy [is] great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
For your mercy has been magnified even to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: [let] thy glory [be] above all the earth.
Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.

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