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.
In finem, Ne disperdas, David in tituli inscriptionem, cum fugeret a facie Saul in speluncam. Miserere mei Deus, miserere mei: quoniam in te confidit anima mea. Et in umbra alarum tuarum sperabo, donec transeat iniquitas.
2 I will cry to God most high; to God that performeth all things for me.
Clamabo ad Deum altissimum: Deum qui benefecit mihi.
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.
Misit de cælo, et liberavit me: dedit in opprobrium conculcantes me. Misit Deus misericordiam suam, et veritatem suam,
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.
et eripuit animam meam de medio catulorum leonum: dormivi conturbatus. Filii hominum dentes eorum arma et sagittæ: et lingua eorum gladius acutus.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
Exaltare super cælos Deus: et in omnem terram gloria tua.
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)
Laqueum paraverunt pedibus meis: et incurvaverunt animam meam. Foderunt ante faciem meam foveam: et inciderunt in eam.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
Paratum cor meum Deus, paratum cor meum: cantabo, et psalmum dicam.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
Exurge gloria mea, exurge psalterium et cithara: exurgam diluculo.
9 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to thee among the nations.
Confitebor tibi in populis Domine: et psalmum dicam tibi in gentibus:
10 For thy mercy is great to the heavens, and thy truth to the clouds.
Quoniam magnificata est usque ad cælos misericordia tua, et usque ad nubes veritas tua.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Exaltare super cælos Deus: et super omnem terram gloria tua.
