Psalm 57

Chant Psalter

Natural Speech Rhythm

1 Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me, * for my soul | 3 trusteth in | thee ||

and under the shadow of thy wings shall be my refuge, * until this | tyran•ny be | over- | past. ||

2 I will call unto the | most high | God ||

even unto the God that shall perform the | cause • which I | have in | hand. ||

3 He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproof of him that would | eat me | up. ||

4 God shall send | forth his | 3 mercy and | truth ||

my soul is among lions. * 5 And I lie even among the children of men, that are | set on | fire ||

whose teeth are spears and | arrows, • and their | tongue a • sharp | sword. ||

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6 Set up thyself, O | God, a•bove the | heavens ||

and thy | glory a•bove | all the | earth. ||

7 They have laid a net for my feet, and pressed | down my | soul ||

they have digged a pit before me, * and are fallen | 3 into the | midst of • it them- | selves. ||

8 My heart is | fixed, O | God, ||

my heart is | fixed; • I will | sing, and • give | praise. ||

9 Awake up, my glory; a- | wake, • lute and | harp ||

I my- | self • will a- | wake right | early. ||

10 I will give thanks unto thee, O | Lord, a•mong the | people ||

and I will | sing • unto | thee a•mong the | nations. ||

11 For the greatness of thy mercy reacheth | 3 unto the | heavens ||

and thy | truth | 3 unto the | clouds. ||

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12 Set up thyself, O | God, a•bove the | heavens ||

and thy | glory a•bove | all the | earth. ||

Glory | be • to the | Father, ||

and to the Son, | and • to the | Holy | Ghost; ||

As it | was in • the be- | ginning, ||

is now, and ever shall be, * | world with•out | end. A- | men. ||