MSTC(i)
1 {To the Chanter, Destroy Not, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave} Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me, for my soul trusteth in thee: and under the shadow of thy wings shall be my refuge, until this tyranny be overpast.
2 I will call unto the Most High God, even unto the God that shall perform the cause which I have in hand.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproof of him that would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and truth.
4 I lie with my soul among the cruel lions; even among the children of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.
6 They have laid a net for my feet, and pressed down my soul: they have digged a pit before me, and are fallen into it themselves. Selah.
7 My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready; I will sing and give praise.
8 Awake, O my glory; awake lute and harp. I myself will awake right early.
9 I will give thanks unto thee, O LORD, among the people; I will sing unto thee among the nations.
10 For the greatness of thy mercy reacheth unto the heavens, and thy faithfulness unto the clouds.
11 Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.