Zabur 57

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

¹Be 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.

²I cry out to God Most High,

To God who accomplishes my requests for me.

³He 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.

⁴My 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.

⁵Be exalted, God, above the heavens!

Let your glory be above all the earth!

⁶They have prepared a net for my steps.

My soul is bowed down.

They dig a pit before me.

They fall into the midst of it themselves.

Selah.

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

I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.

⁸Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lyre and harp!

I will wake up the dawn.

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

I will sing praises to you among the nations.

¹⁰For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens,

And your truth to the skies.

¹¹Be exalted, God, above the heavens.

Let your glory be over all the earth.