Ps 57

1 For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial, when he fled from the presence of Saul to the cave. - Have mercy, upon me, O God, have mercy upon me: for my soul has trusted in you: and in the shadow of your wings will I hope, until the iniquity have passed away. 2 I will cry to God most high; the God who has benefited me. Pause. 3 He sent from heaven and saved me; he gave to reproach them that trampled on me: God has sent forth his mercy and his truth; 4 and he has delivered my soul from the midst of lions’ whelps: I lay down to sleep, though troubled. As for the sons of men, their teeth are arms and missile weapons, and their tongue a sharp sword. 5 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth. 6 They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul: they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it themselves. Pause. 7 My heart, O God, is ready, my heart is ready: I will sing, yea will sing psalms. 8 Awake, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I will awake early. 9 O Lord, I will give thanks to you among the nations: I will sing to you among the Gentiles. 10 For your mercy has been magnified even to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds. 11 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.