Psalms 57

1Unto the end, destroy not, for David, for an inscription of a title.

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.

2If in very deed ye speak justice: judge right things, ye sons of men.

2I will cry unto God Most High, Unto God that performeth all things for me.

3For in your heart you work iniquity: your hands forge injustice in the earth.

3He will send from heaven, and save me, Whenhe that would swallow me up reproacheth; [Selah God will send forth his lovingkindness and his truth.

4The wicked are alienated from the womb; they have gone astray from the womb: they have spoken false things.

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.

5Their madness is according to the likeness of a serpent: like the deaf asp that stoppeth her ears:

5Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; Let thy glory be above all the earth.

6Which will not hear the voice of the charmers; nor of the wizard that charmeth wisely.

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

7God shall break in pieces their teeth in their mouth: the Lord shall break the grinders of the lions.

7My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing praises.

8They shall come to nothing, like water running down; he hath bent his bow till they be weakened.

8Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.

9Like wax that melteth they shall be taken away: fire hath fallen on them, and they shall not see the sun.

9I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the peoples: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

10Before your thorns could know the brier; he swalloweth them up, as alive, in his wrath.

10For thy lovingkindness is great unto the heavens, And thy truth unto the skies.

11The just shall rejoice when he shall see the revenge: he shall wash his hands in the blood of the sinner.

11Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; Let thy glory be above all the earth.

12And man shall say: If indeed there be fruit to the just: there is indeed a God that judgeth them on the earth.

12(not in this translation)