Psalms Chapter 57

1 To the Chief Musician. A psalm of David when he fled from Saul in the cave. Do not destroy.Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings I will make my hiding place until these great troubles pass by.
2 I will cry to God most high, to God who does all things for me.
3 He will send from Heaven, and save me from the scorn of those who would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth His mercy and His truth.
4 My soul is among lions; I lie among those on fire, the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be praised above the heavens, God. Let your glory be above all the earth.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They have dug a pit before me. They have fallen into it. Selah.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed. I will sing and give praise.
8 Wake up, my soul. Wake up, harp and lyre. I will awake the dawn.
9 I will praise you, O Lord, among the people; I will sing to you among the nations.
10 For your mercy is great to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God. Let your glory be above all the earth.