Psalms 57
1 For the Chief Musician; [set to] Al-tashheth. [A Psalm] of David: Michtam: when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, until [these] calamities be overpast.
“For the leader of the music. To be sung to the tune of “Do not destroy.” A psalm of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.” Have pity upon me, O God! have pity upon me, For in thee doth my soul seek refuge! Yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take shelter, Until these calamities be overpast!
2 I will cry unto God Most High; unto God that performeth [all things] for me.
I call upon God the Most High, Upon God, who performeth all things for me;
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me, [when] he that would swallow me up reproacheth; (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
He will send from heaven, and save me; He will put to shame him that panteth for my life; (Pause) God will send forth his mercy and his truth.
4 My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
My life is in the midst of lions; I dwell among them that breathe out fire; Among men whose teeth are spears and arrows, And whose tongue is a sharp sword.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; [let] thy glory [be] above all the earth.
Exalt thyself, O God! above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; thy soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof themselves. (Selah)
They have prepared a net for my steps; My soul is bowed down; They have digged a pit before me, But into it they have themselves fallen.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing praises.
My heart is strengthened, O God! my heart is strengthened! I will sing, and give thanks.
8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.
Awake, my soul! awake, psaltery and harp! I will wake with the early dawn.
9 I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the peoples: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.
I will praise thee, O Lord! among the nations; I will sing to thee among the kingdoms!
10 For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the skies.
For thy mercy reacheth to the heavens, And thy truth to the clouds!
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; [let] thy glory [be] above all the earth.
Exalt thyself, O God! above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth!
