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1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave.
2 Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy,
for in you my soul takes refuge.
In the shadow of your wings I will take shelter
until the danger has passed.
3 I cry out to God Most High,
to God who fulfills his purpose for me.
4 He reaches down from heaven and saves me;
he rebukes those who trample me.
Selah
God sends forth
his loving devotion and his truth.
5 My soul is among the lions;
I lie down with ravenous beasts—
with men whose teeth are spears and arrows,
whose tongues are sharp swords.
6 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
may your glory cover all the earth.
7 They spread a net for my feet;
my soul was despondent.
They dug a pit before me,
but they themselves have fallen into it!
Selah
8 My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast.
I will sing and make music.
9 Awake, my soul!
Awake, O harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.
10 I will praise you, O Lord, among the nations;
I will sing your praises among the peoples.
11 For your loving devotion reaches to the heavens,
and your faithfulness to the clouds.
12 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
may your glory cover all the earth.