Psalms 57

Great(i) 1 To the chaunter destroye not: The badges or armes of Dauid, when he fled from Saul into the caue. Be mercyfull vnto me (O God) be mercyfull vnto me, for my soule trusteth in the: and vnder the shadowe of thy winges shalbe my refuge vntyll this tyrannye be ouer past. 2 I wil cal vnto the most hye God, euen to the God that shall perfourme the cause which I haue in hande. 3 He shall sende from heauen, and saue me from the reprofe of hym that wold eate me vp. Sela. God shall sende forth hys mercy & treuth. 4 My soule is among lyons and I lye euen amonge the chyldren of men (that are sett on fyre) whose tethe are speares and arowes, and their tonge a sherp swearde. 5 Set vp thy self (O God) aboue the heauens, and thy glorye aboue all the earth. 6 They haue layed a nett for my fete, and pressed downe my soule: they haue dygged a pytt before me, and are fallen into the myddes of it them selues. Sela. 7 My herte is fyxed (O God) my herte is fyxed: I wyll synge and geue prayse. 8 Awake, O my glory, awake lute and harpe, I my selfe wyll a wake ryght early. 9 I wyll geue thankes vnto the (O Lorde) among the people, and I wyll synge vnto the amonge the nacyons. 10 For the greatnes of thy mercy reacheth vnto the heauens, and thy treuth vnto the cloudes. 11 Sett vp thy selfe (O God) aboue the heauens, & thy glory aboue all the earth.