Psalms 57
1 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.
For the chief musician; set to Al Tashheth. A psalm of David. A michtam; when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for I take refuge in you until these troubles are over. I stay under your wings for protection until this destruction is over.
2 I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
I will cry to God Most High, to God, who does all things for me.
3 He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
He will send help from heaven and save me, he is angry with those who crush me. (Selah) God will send me his loving kindness and his faithfulness.
4 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.
My life is among lions; I am among those who are ready to devour me. I am among people whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongues are sharp swords.
5 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens; let your glory be above all the earth.
6 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.
They spread out a net for my feet; I was distressed. They dug a pit in front of me. They themselves have fallen into the middle of it! (Selah)
7 My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
My heart is fixed, God, my heart is fixed; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
8 Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
Wake up, my honored heart; wake up, lute and harp; I will wake up the dawn.
9 I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples; I will sing praises to you among the nations.
10 For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
For great is your unfailing love, reaching to the heavens; and your faithfulness to the clouds.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens; may your glory be exalted over all the earth.
