Psalms 57

PSALM 57

1To the victory, lose thou not the seemly song, either the sweet song, of David, when he fled from the face of Saul into the den . God, have mercy on me, have thou mercy on me; for my soul trusteth in thee. And I shall hope in the shadow of thy wings; till wickedness pass.

2I shall cry to God alder-highest; to God that did well to me.

3He sent from heaven, and delivered me; he gave into shame them that defoul me. God sent his mercy and his truth,

4and delivered my soul from the midst of whelps of lions; I slept troubled or disturbed. The sons of men, the teeth of them be armours [or arms] and arrows; and their tongue is a sharp sword.

5God, be thou enhanced above heavens; and thy glory above all earth.

6They made ready a snare to my feet; and they greatly bowed my life. They delved a ditch before my face; and they felled [or fell] down into it.

7God, mine heart is ready, mine heart is ready; I shall sing, and I shall say psalm.[#57:7 Compare Psalm 57:7-11 to Psalm 108:1-5.]

8My glory, rise thou up; psaltery and harp, rise thou up; I shall rise up early.

9Lord, I shall acknowledge to thee among peoples; and I shall say psalm [to thee] among heathen men.

10For thy mercy is magnified till to heavens; and thy truth till to the clouds.

11God, be thou enhanced above heavens; and thy glory above all earth.

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