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Psalm 57

To the chief Musician. Altaschith. Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave
1 Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; for my soul trusts in You. Yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge, until these calamities pass by.
2 I will cry out unto God Most High, unto the Mighty God who does all things for me.
3 He will send from Heaven, and deliver me from the reproaches of him who would swallow me up. Selah. God will send forth His mercy and His truth.
4 My soul is among lions; I lie among the sons of men who are on fire, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted above the heavens, O 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 steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make music.
8 Awake, my honor! Awake, lute and harp! I will awaken the dawn.
9 I will give thanks unto You, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make music unto You among the nations.
10 For Your mercy is great to the heavens, and Your truth unto the clouds.
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let Your glory be above all the earth.
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