Psalm 57–58

Psalm 57

For the choir director; al tashcheth;^aa miktam by David when he fled from Saul into the cave. 

¹Have pity on me, O God. Have pity on me, 

because my soul takes refuge in you. 

I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings 

until destructive storms pass by. 

²I call to God Most High, 

to the God who does everything for me. 

³He sends his help from heaven and saves me. 

He disgraces the one who is harassing me. 

Selah 

God sends his mercy and his truth! 

⁴My soul is surrounded by lions. 

I must lie down with man-eating lions. 

Their teeth are spears and arrows. 

Their tongues are sharp swords. 

⁵May you be honored above the heavens, O God. 

Let your glory extend over the whole earth. 

⁶⸤My enemies⸥ spread out a net to catch me. 

(My soul is bowed down.) 

They dug a pit to trap me, 

but then they fell into it. 

Selah 

⁷My heart is confident, O God. 

My heart is confident. 

I want to sing and make music.^c

⁸Wake up, my soul!^d

Wake up, harp and lyre! 

I want to wake up at dawn. 

⁹I want to give thanks to you among the people, O Lord. 

I want to make music to praise you among the nations 

¹⁰because your mercy is as high as the heavens. 

Your truth reaches the skies. 

¹¹May you be honored above the heavens, O God. 

Let your glory extend over the whole earth. 

Psalm 58

For the choir director; al tashcheth; a miktam by David. 

¹Do you rulers really give fair verdicts? 

Do you judge Adam’s descendants fairly? 

²No, you invent new crimes on earth, 

and your hands spread violence. 

³⸤Even⸥ inside the womb wicked people are strangers ⸤to God⸥. 

From their birth liars go astray. 

⁴They have poisonous venom like snakes. 

They are like a deaf cobra that shuts its ears 

⁵so that it cannot hear the voice of a snake charmer 

or of anyone trained to cast spells. 

⁶O God, knock the teeth out of their mouths. 

Break the young lions’ teeth, O Lord. 

⁷Let them disappear like water that drains away. 

When they aim their bows, let their arrows miss the target. 

⁸Let them become like a snail that leaves behind a slimy trail 

or like a stillborn child who never sees the sun. 

⁹Let ⸤God⸥ sweep them away 

faster than a cooking pot is heated by burning twigs. 

¹⁰Righteous people will rejoice when they see ⸤God⸥ take revenge. 

They will wash their feet in the blood of wicked people. 

¹¹Then people will say, 

“Righteous people certainly have a reward. 

There is a God who judges on earth.”