To the chief musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave
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Be merciful unto me, O God; be merciful unto me, for my soul trusteth in thee; yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge until these calamities be overpast.
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I will cry unto God most high, unto God that performeth all things for me.
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He shall send from heaven and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
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My soul is among lions; and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
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Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.
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They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down; they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.
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My heart is fixed, O God; my heart is fixed; I will sing and give praise.
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Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp; I myself will awake early.
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I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people; I will sing unto thee among the nations.
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For thy mercy is great unto the heavens and thy truth unto the clouds.
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Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth.