Psalm 57

For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

57:1 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.

57:2 I cry out to God Most High,

to God who accomplishes my requests for me.

57:3 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.

57:4 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.

57:5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens!

Let your glory be above all the earth!

57:6 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.

57:7 My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast.

I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.

57:8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp!

I will wake up the dawn.

57:9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples.

I will sing praises to you among the nations.

57:10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens,

and your truth to the skies.

57:11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens.

Let your glory be over all the earth.