Psalm 56

The prophet prays in his affliction, and praises God for his delivery.

1. 1

   Unto the end, destroy not, for David, for an inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into the cave. [1 Kings xxiv.]

2. 2

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee. And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.

3. 3

   I will cry to God, the most High; to God, who hath done good to me.

4. 4

   He hath sent from heaven, and delivered me: he hath made them a reproach that trod upon me. God hath sent his mercy and his truth, 5 and he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

5. 5

   And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

6. 6

   Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.

7. 7

   They prepared a snare for my feet; and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.

8. 8

   My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and rehearse a psalm.

9. 9

   Arise, O my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise early.

10. 10

    I will give praise to thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing a psalm to thee among the nations.

11. 11

    For thy mercy is magnified even to the heavens: and thy truth unto the clouds.

12. 12

    Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.