For the director of music. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” Of David. A miktam. When he had fled from Saul into the cave.

     1             Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me,

         for in you I take refuge.

                  I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings

         until the disaster has passed.

     2             I cry out to God Most High,

         to God, who vindicates me.

     3             He sends from heaven and saves me,

         rebuking those who hotly pursue me — ​

         God sends forth his love and his faithfulness.

     4             I am in the midst of lions;

         I am forced to dwell among ravenous beasts — ​

                  men whose teeth are spears and arrows,

         whose tongues are sharp swords.

     5             Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

         let your glory be over all the earth.

     6             They spread a net for my feet — ​

         I was bowed down in distress.

                  They dug a pit in my path — ​

         but they have fallen into it themselves.

     7             My heart, O God, is steadfast,

         my heart is steadfast;

         I will sing and make music.

     8             Awake, my soul!

         Awake, harp and lyre!

         I will awaken the dawn.

     9             I will praise you, Lord, among the nations;

         I will sing of you among the peoples.

     10            For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;

         your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

     11            Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

         let your glory be over all the earth.