Psalms 57
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
3 He will send from heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. (Selah) God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.
He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
4 My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
And he has rescued my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men: their teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue is a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!
Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the middle of it themselves. (Selah)
They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
7 My heart is steadfast, God. My heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
