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Psalm 57

New Revised Standard NRS

1 Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for in you my soul takes refuge; in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge, until the destroying storms pass by.

2 I cry to God Most High, to God who fulfills his purpose for me.

3 He will send from heaven and save me, he will put to shame those who trample on me. (Selah) God will send forth his steadfast love and his faithfulness.

4 I lie down among lions that greedily devour human prey; their teeth are spears and arrows, their tongues sharp swords.

5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.

6 They set a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down. They dug a pit in my path, but they have fallen into it themselves. (Selah)

7 My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing and make melody.

8 Awake, my soul! Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awake the dawn.

9 I will give thanks to you, O Lord, among the peoples; I will sing praises to you among the nations.

10 For your steadfast love is as high as the heavens; your faithfulness extends to the clouds.

11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.

The Message Bible MSG

1 Be good to me, God - and now! I've run to you for dear life. I'm hiding out under your wings until the hurricane blows over.

2 I call out to High God, the God who holds me together.

3 He sends orders from heaven and saves me, he humiliates those who kick me around. God delivers generous love, he makes good on his word.

4 I find myself in a pride of lions who are wild for a taste of human flesh; Their teeth are lances and arrows, their tongues are sharp daggers.

5 Soar high in the skies, O God! Cover the whole earth with your glory!

6 They booby trapped my path; I thought I was dead and done for. They dug a mantrap to catch me, and fell in headlong themselves.

7 I'm ready, God, so ready, ready from head to toe, Ready to sing, ready to raise a tune:

8 "Wake up, soul! Wake up, harp! wake up, lute! Wake up, you sleepyhead sun!"

9 I'm thanking you, God, out loud in the streets, singing your praises in town and country.

10 The deeper your love, the higher it goes; every cloud is a flag to your faithfulness.

11 Soar high in the skies, O God! Cover the whole earth with your glory!