Ozzuu Bible
en_wbms - Psa 57Config
1
To the victory, lose thou not the seemly song, either the sweet song, of David, when he fled from the face of Saul into the den . God, have mercy on me, have thou mercy on me; for my soul trusteth in thee. And I shall hope in the shadow of thy wings; till wickedness pass.
3
He sent from heaven, and delivered me; he gave into shame them that defoul me. God sent his mercy and his truth,
4
and delivered my soul from the midst of whelps of lions; I slept troubled or disturbed. The sons of men, the teeth of them be armours [or arms] and arrows; and their tongue is a sharp sword.
6
They made ready a snare to my feet; and they greatly bowed my life. They delved a ditch before my face; and they felled [or fell] down into it.
9
Lord, I shall acknowledge to thee among peoples; and I shall say psalm [to thee] among heathen men.