57 Be
merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in
thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these
calamities be overpast. 2 I
will cry unto God most high; unto God that performeth all things for me. 3 He
shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would
swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and his truth. 4 My
soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even
the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a
sharp sword. 5 Be
thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the
earth.
6 They have prepared
a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before
me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah. 7 My heart
is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise. 8 Awake
up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early. 9 I will
praise thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing unto thee among the nations. 10 For
thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds. 11 Be
thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.