Psalmet 57
1[To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.] Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until {these} calamities be overpast. {Altaschith: or, Destroy not} {Michtam: or, A golden Psalm}
2I will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth {all things} for me.
3He 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. {from the...: or, he reproacheth him that}
4My 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.
5Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; {let} thy glory {be} above all the earth.
6They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen {themselves}. Selah.
7My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise. {fixed: or, prepared}
8Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I {myself} will awake early.
9I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing unto thee among the nations.
10For thy mercy {is} great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
11Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: {let} thy glory {be} above all the earth.