[To the chiefe musician Al-taschith,
Michtam of Dauid,
when hee fled from Saul in the caue.]
1
Be mercifull vnto mee, O God, be merciful vnto me, for my soule trusteth in thee: yea in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, vntill these calamities bee ouerpast.
2
I will crie vnto God most high: vnto God that perfourmeth all things for mee.
3
Hee shall send from heauen, and saue me from the reproch of him, that would swallow me vp;
Selah.
God shall send forth his mercy and his trueth.
4
My soule is among lyons, and I lie euen among them that are set on fire: euen the sonnes of men, whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sword.
5
Be thou exalted, O God, aboue the heauens: let thy glory be aboue all the earth.
6
They haue prepared a net for my steppes, my soule is bowed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselues.
Selah.
7
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, and giue praise.
8
Awake vp my glory, awake psalterie and harpe;
I my selfe will awake early.
9
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people;
I will sing vnto thee among the nations.
10
For thy mercy is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the clouds.
11
Be thou exalted, O God, aboue the heauens: let thy glory be aboue all the earth.