< 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.
Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusts in you: yes, in the shadow of your wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be over.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
I will cry to God most high; to God that performs all things for 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 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.
4 My soul is amongst lions. I lie amongst those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
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.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!
Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; let your glory be 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 have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have dig a pit before me, into the middle whereof they are fallen themselves. (Selah)
7 My heart is steadfast, God. My heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.
9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, amongst the peoples. I will sing praises to you amongst the nations.
I will praise you, O Lord, among the people: I will sing to you among the nations.
10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
For your mercy is great to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens: let your glory be above all the earth.

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