Psalm 57
American Standard Version (1901)
Chapter overview
Psalm 57 seeks shelter beneath wings while danger passes and pursuers prepare traps. A steadfast heart awakens harp, lyre, and dawn itself, expanding private cave prayer into praise among nations.
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1Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; For my soul taketh refuge in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, Until these calamities be overpast.
2I will cry unto God Most High, Unto God that performeth all things for me.
3He will send from heaven, and save me, When he that would swallow me up reproacheth; [Selah God will send forth his lovingkindness and his truth.
4My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
5Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; Let thy glory be above all the earth.
6They have prepared a net for my steps; My soul is bowed down: They have digged a pit before me; They are fallen into the midst thereof themselves. [Selah
7My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing praises.
8Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.
9I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the peoples: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.
10For thy lovingkindness is great unto the heavens, And thy truth unto the skies.
11Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; Let thy glory be above all the earth.
American Standard Version (1901) — Public Domain. Where these translations come from.