< Psalms 57 >

1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the cave. Have mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
[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.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
3 He will send from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that would swallowe me. (Selah) God wil send his mercy, and his trueth.
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.
4 My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sworde.
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.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be above all the earth.
6 They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. (Selah)
They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. (Selah)
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Wake up, my glory. Wake up, psaltery and harp. I will wake up the dawn.
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
I will give thanks to you, LORD, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.

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