Psalm 57–58

PSALM 57

To the choirmaster: according to Do Not Destroy. A Miktam of David,

when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

¹Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me,

for in thee my soul takes refuge;

in the shadow of thy wings I will take refuge,

till the storms of destruction pass by.

²I cry to God Most High,

to God who fulfils his purpose for me.

³He will send from heaven and save me,

he will put to shame those who trample upon me. [Selah]

God will send forth his steadfast love and his faithfulness!

⁴I lie in the midst of lions

that greedily devour the sons of men;

their teeth are spears and arrows,

their tongues sharp swords.

⁵Be exalted, O God, above the heavens!

Let thy glory be over all the earth!

⁶They set a net for my steps;

my soul was bowed down.

They dug a pit in my way,

but they have fallen into it themselves. [Selah]

⁷My heart is steadfast, O God,

my heart is steadfast!

I will sing and make melody!

⁸Awake, my soul!

Awake, O harp and lyre!

I will awake the dawn!

⁹I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, among the peoples;

I will sing praises to thee among the nations.

¹⁰For thy steadfast love is great to the heavens,

thy faithfulness to the clouds.

¹¹Be exalted, O God, above the heavens!

Let thy glory be over all the earth!

PSALM 58

To the choirmaster: according to Do Not Destroy. A Miktam of David.

¹Do you indeed decree what is right, you gods?

Do you judge the sons of men uprightly?

²Nay, in your hearts you devise wrongs;

your hands deal out violence on earth.

³The wicked go astray from the womb,

they err from their birth, speaking lies.

⁴They have venom like the venom of a serpent,

like the deaf adder that stops its ear,

⁵so that it does not hear the voice of charmers

or of the cunning enchanter.

⁶O God, break the teeth in their mouths;

tear out the fangs of the young lions, O Lord!

⁷Let them vanish like water that runs away;

like grass let them be trodden down and wither.

⁸Let them be like the snail which dissolves into slime,

like the untimely birth that never sees the sun.

⁹Sooner than your pots can feel the heat of thorns,

whether green or ablaze, may he sweep them away!

¹⁰The righteous will rejoice when he sees the vengeance;

he will bathe his feet in the blood of the wicked.

¹¹Men will say, “Surely there is a reward for the righteous;

surely there is a God who judges on earth.”