Psalms 57
1{To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave.} Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.
2I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that performeth [all] for me.
3He will send from the heavens and save me; he hath covered with reproach him that would swallow me up. Selah. God hath sent forth his loving-kindness and his truth.
4My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down [among] them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
6They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof. Selah.
7My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms.
8Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.
9I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Lord; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations:
10For thy loving-kindness is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
11Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
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