The Book of Psalms



Psalm 57


[To the chief musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.] Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for my soul trusts in You; yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my hiding place, until the great destruction passes by.


I will cry to God most High, to God who works for me.


He shall send from Heaven and save me; He will shame the one who crushes me. Selah. God shall send His mercy and His truth.


My soul [is] among lions; I lie [among] those on fire, the sons of men, whose teeth [are] spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.


Be praised above the heavens, O God; let Your glory [be] over the whole earth.


They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down; [they have] dug a pit before me; they have fallen into it. Selah.


My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will sing and give praise.


Wake up my glory! Wake up, harp and lyre! I will stir the morning dawn with praise.


I will praise You among the peoples, O Lord, I will sing to You among the nations.

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For Your mercy [is] great to the heavens, and Your truth to the clouds.


Be exalted above the heavens, O God; Your glory over the whole earth.

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