Psalm 57

BE merciful to me, O God,
be merciful to mee,
Because, according to thy Word,
my soul doth trust in thee.
Yea in the shadow of thy wings,
will I my shadow make,
Till these calamities be past,
that might me overtake.

To God most high, will I in pray'r
send up my earnest cry,
To that God, who all things for me
performeth graciously.
From heav'n shall God send, and me save,
and them confound, that me
Would swallow up, God shall send forth
his truth and mercy free.

My soul is among lions fierce,
and I with them do dwell,
That are inflam'd with cruel rage,
as set on fire with hell.
Base mens sons, who are wholly bent
to mischief and to wrong,
Their teeth like spears, and arrows fierce,
a sharp sword is their tongue.

Be thou exalted now, O God,
above the Heavens high,
And over all the earth advance
thy glorious Majesty.
They for my steps a net prepar'd,
my soul bow'd down in me,
Before me they have digg'd a pit,
but faln therein they be.

My heart is fixt in me, O God,
and setled stedfastly,
My heart is fixt, and unto thee
sing and give praise will I.
My tongue, my glory, up, awake,
my harp and psaltery,
Yea, I my self will wake betimes,
and break my sleep will I.

Among the people i le set forth
thy praises, O my God,
Among the nations I will sing
thy praises, O my God.
Because unto the height of Heaven
thy mercies great ascend,
Thy faithfulnesse and constant truth
unto the clouds extend.

Exalted be thy name, O Lord,
above the Heavens high,
And over all the earth advance
thy glorious Majesty.