A Prayer for Rescue from Persecutors
571 [1][2]Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me, for in you I take refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed. 2 I cry out to God Most High, to God, who vindicates me. 3 He sends from heaven and saves me, rebuking those who hotly pursue me-[3]God sends forth his love and his faithfulness. 4 I am in the midst of lions; I am forced to dwell among ravenous beasts- men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp swords. 5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth. 6 They spread a net for my feet- I was bowed down in distress. They dug a pit in my path- but they have fallen into it themselves.
7 My heart, O God, is steadfast, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make music. 8 Awake, my soul! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn. 9 I will praise you, Lord, among the nations; I will sing of you among the peoples. 10 For great is your love, reaching to the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies. 11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
A Prayer for Rescue from Persecutors
571 To the Overseer.—'Destroy not.'—A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over. 2 I call to God Most High, To God 'who' is perfecting for me. 3 He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached—who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth. 4 My soul 'is' in the midst of lions, I lie down 'among' flames—sons of men, Their teeth 'are' a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword. 5 Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth Thine honour. 6 A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
7 Prepared is my heart, O God, Prepared is my heart, I sing and praise. 8 Awake, mine honour, awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the morning dawn. 9 I thank Thee among the peoples, O Lord, I praise Thee among the nations. 10 For great unto the heavens 'is' Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth. 11 Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God. Above all the earth Thine honour!