Psalms 57
1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not destroy." A precious Psalm, of David. When he fled from the face of Saul into the Cave. Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, —And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.
Unto the end, destroy not, for David, for an inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee. And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.
2 I will cry unto God Most High, Unto GOD, who accomplisheth on my behalf:
I will cry to God the most High; to God who hath done good to me.
3 He will send out of heaven, that he may save me, He who is panting for me, hath reproached. (Selah) God will send out his lovingkindness and his faithfulness.
He hath sent from heaven and delivered me: he hath made them a reproach that trod upon me. God hath sent his mercy and his truth,
4 My soul, is in the midst of lions, I lie down amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is a sharp sword.
And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted Above the Heavens, O God, Above all the earth, thy glory!
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
6 A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down, —They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! (Selah)
They prepared a snare for my feet; and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.
7 Fixed is my heart, O God, Fixed is my heart, I will sing, and touch the strings.
My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will Sing, and rehearse a psalm.
8 Awake, mine honour, Awake, harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn;
Arise, O my glory, arise psaltery and harp: I will arise early.
9 I will thank thee, among the peoples, O My Lord, I will praise thee in song, among the races of men.
I will give praise to thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing a psalm to thee among the nations.
10 For, great, unto the heavens, is thy lovingkindness, And, unto the skies, thy faithfulness.
For thy mercy is magnified even to the heavens: and thy truth unto the clouds.
11 Be exalted Above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth, thy glory!
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.
