Psalms 57:1-4

¹To 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.

²I call to God Most High, To God who is perfecting for me.

³He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached — who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.

⁴My 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.