Psalm 57

For the director of music. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” Of David. A miktam.a When he had fled from Saul into the cave.

 1 Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me,

for in you my soul takes refuge.

I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings

until the disaster has passed.

 2 I cry out to God Most High,

to God, who fulfills his purpose for me.

 3 He sends from heaven and saves me,

rebuking those who hotly pursue me; Selah

God sends his love and his faithfulness.

 4 I am in the midst of lions;

I lie among ravenous beasts—

men whose teeth are spears and arrows,

whose tongues are sharp swords.

 5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

let your glory be over all the earth.

 6 They spread a net for my feet—

I was bowed down in distress.

They dug a pit in my path—

but they have fallen into it themselves. Selah

 7 My heart is steadfast, O God,

my heart is steadfast;

I will sing and make music.

 8 Awake, my soul!

Awake, harp and lyre!

I will awaken the dawn.

 9 I will praise you, O Lord, among the nations;

I will sing of you among the peoples.

 10 For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;

your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

 11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

let your glory be over all the earth.