For the Musical Director.
To the tune of “Do Not ruin.”
An inscribed poem of David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.
1 Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me,
for my soul takes refuge in you.
Yes, in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge
until disaster has passed.
2 I cry out to God Most High,
to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
3 He will send from heaven and save me;
he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. Selah.
God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.
4 My soul is among lions.
I lie among those who are set on fire,
even the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows,
and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens!
Let your glory be above all the earth!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps.
My soul is bowed down in distress.
They dig a pit ahead of me;
but they fall into its middle themselves! Selah.
7 My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast.
I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
8 Wake up, my glory!
Wake up, psaltery and harp!
I will wake up 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 great loving kindness reaches to the heavens,
and your truth to the skies.
11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens.
Let your glory be over all the earth.