Psalms 57 To the Overseer. —`Destroy not.' —A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.

YLT⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ To the Overseer. —`Destroy not.' —A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over. ² I call to God Most High, To God who is perfecting for me. ³ He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached—who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth. ⁴ My soul is in the midst of lions, I lie down among flames—sons of men, Their teeth are a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword. ⁵ Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth Thine honour. ⁶ A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
⁷ Prepared is my heart, O God, Prepared is my heart, I sing and praise. ⁸ Awake, mine honour, awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the morning dawn. ⁹ I thank Thee among the peoples, O Lord, I praise Thee among the nations. ¹⁰ For great unto the heavens is Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth. ¹¹ Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God. Above all the earth Thine honour!