CHAPTER 57
For the choirmaster. To the tune of
“Do Not Destroy.”
A Miktam
of David,
when he fled
from
Saul
into the cave.
Have mercy on me,
O God,
have mercy,
for
in You
my soul
takes refuge.
In the shadow
of Your wings
I will take shelter
until
the danger
has passed.
He reaches down
from heaven
and saves me;
He rebukes
those who trample me.
Selah
God
sends forth
His loving devotion
and His truth.
My soul
is among
the lions;
I lie down
with ravenous beasts
whose teeth
are spears
and arrows,
whose tongues
are sharp
swords.
They spread
a net
for my feet;
my soul
was despondent.
They dug
a pit
before me,
but they themselves have fallen
into it!
Selah