For the Musical Director.
To the tune of “Do Not ruin.”
An inscribed poem of David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.
1Be 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.
2I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
3He 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.
4My 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.
5Be exalted, O God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!
6They 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.
7My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
8Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lyre and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
9I will give thanks to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
10For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
11Be exalted, O God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
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