Psalms 57
1 To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities are past by.
To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.
2 I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that performeth [all] for me.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
He will send from the heavens and save me; he hath covered with reproach him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God hath sent forth his loving-kindness and his truth.
4 My soul is among lions: and I lie even 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 soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down [among] them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dug a pit before me, into the midst of which they have fallen themselves. (Selah)
They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (Selah)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Lord; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations:
10 For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
For thy loving-kindness is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
