Psalm 57

For the director of music. Destroy not. Of David. A miktam.

When he had fled from Saul into the cave.

1 Show grace to me, O God, show grace,

for in you I've my hiding place;

so I will hide in your wing's shade

until these troubles pass away.

2 I'll cry to God Most High, to God

who brings to pass his plans for me.

3 He'll send his love and truth from heav'n,

save me from those in hot pursuit.

4 I'm in the midst of lions strong;

I lie down with man-eating beasts,

with spears and arrows for their teeth;

these men have tongues like sharpened

swords.

5 O be exalted high, O God,

above the starry heavens vast;

and let your glory be advanced

Above the whole of earth's wide bounds.

6 They spread a net to catch my feet;

my life had nearly gone from me.

They dug a pit where I would walk,

but into it they fell themselves!

7 My heart is sure, my heart is sure;

to you, O God, I'll sing and play.

8 Wake up, my tongue; wake harp and lyre!

The dawn I'll waken by my praise!

9 I'll thank you LORD, in Gentiles' midst;

among the peoples sing your praise:

10 for your love fills the heavens high,

And your truth reaches to the sky.

11 O be exalted high, O God,

above the starry heavens vast;

and let your glory be advanced

above the whole of earth's wide bounds.