Psalms 57
1 To the Chanter, destroy not Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me, for my soul trusteth in thee: and under the shadow of thy wings shall be my refuge, until wickedness be overpast.
2 I call unto God the most highest, even to the God that shall help me up again.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproof of him that would swallow me up. Selah. This shall God send, for his mercy and faithfulness' sake.
4 I lie with my soul among the cruel lions: even among the children of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
6 They have laid a net for my feet, and pressed down my soul: they have digged a pit before me, and are fallen into it themselves. Selah.
7 My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready to sing and give praise.
8 Awake, O my glory, awake lute and harp, I myself will awake right early.
9 I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord,(o LORDE) among the people, I will sing praises unto thee among the Heathen.
10 For the greatness of thy mercy reacheth unto the heavens, and thy faithfulness unto the clouds.
11 Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.