To the Chief Musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me; for my soul trusts in You; yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my hiding-place, until these great troubles pass by.
2I will cry to God most high, to God who does all things for me.
3He shall send from Heaven, and save me from the scorn of him who would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth His mercy and His truth.
4My soul is among lions; I lie among those on fire, the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5Be praised above the heavens, O God; let Your glory be above all the earth.
6They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down; they have dug a pit before me, they have fallen into it. Selah.
7My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will sing and give praise.
8Wake up, my soul! Wake up, harp and lyre! I will awake the dawn.
9I will praise You, O LORD, among the peoples; I will sing to You among the nations.
10For Your mercy is great to the heavens, and Your truth to the clouds.
11Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let Your glory be above all the earth.