< Psalms 57 >

1 To the Chief Musician. "Do not destroy." A precious Psalm, of David. When he fled from the face of Saul into the Cave. Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, —And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.
“To the chief musician, Al-tashcheth, by David, a Michtham, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.” Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for in thee my soul seeketh protection, and under the shadow of thy wings will I seek protection, until the mischief be passed away.
2 I will cry unto God Most High, Unto GOD, who accomplisheth on my behalf:
I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that accomplisheth [his kindness] on me.
3 He will send out of heaven, that he may save me, He who is panting for me, hath reproached. (Selah) God will send out his lovingkindness and his faithfulness.
He will send from heaven, and save me, though he that longeth to swallow me up utter reproach. (Selah) God will send forth his kindness and his truth.
4 My soul, is in the midst of lions, I lie down amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is a sharp sword.
My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down [in the midst of] those that send out flames, [those] sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongue is a sharpened sword.
5 Be exalted Above the Heavens, O God, Above all the earth, thy glory!
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God: above all the earth let thy glory be.
6 A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down, —They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! (Selah)
A net have they prepared for my steps; my soul hath been bent down; they have dug before me a pit; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (Selah)
7 Fixed is my heart, O God, Fixed is my heart, I will sing, and touch the strings.
Firm is my heart, O God, firm is my heart: I will sing and play.
8 Awake, mine honour, Awake, harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn;
Awake, my spirit; awake, psaltery and harp: I will wake up the morning-dawn.
9 I will thank thee, among the peoples, O My Lord, I will praise thee in song, among the races of men.
I will thank thee among the people, O Lord: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.
10 For, great, unto the heavens, is thy lovingkindness, And, unto the skies, thy faithfulness.
For great, even unto the heavens, is thy kindness, and even unto the skies [extendeth] thy truth.
11 Be exalted Above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth, thy glory!
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God: above all the earth let thy glory be.

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