57:4 My 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.
57:5 Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth Thine honour.
57:6 A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
57:7 Prepared is my heart, O God, Prepared is my heart, I sing and praise.
57:8 Awake, mine honour, awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the morning dawn.
57:9 I thank Thee among the peoples, O Lord, I praise Thee among the nations.
57:10 For great unto the heavens [is] Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth.
57:11 Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God. Above all the earth Thine honour!
58:1 To the Overseer. — `Destroy not.’ — A secret treasure, by David. Is it true, O dumb one, righteously ye speak? Uprightly ye judge, O sons of men?
58:2 Even in heart ye work iniquities, In the land the violence of your hands ye ponder.
58:3 The wicked have been estranged from the womb, They have erred from the belly, speaking lies.
58:4 Their poison [is] as poison of a serpent, As a deaf asp shutting its ear,
58:5 Which hearkeneth not to the voice of whisperers, A charmer of charms most skilful.
58:6 O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.
58:7 They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
58:8 As a snail that melteth he goeth on, [As] an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.
58:9 Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.
58:10 The righteous rejoiceth that he hath seen vengeance, His steps he washeth in the blood of the wicked.
58:11 And man saith: `Surely fruit [is] for the righteous: Surely there is a God judging in the earth!’
59:1 To the Overseer. — `Destroy not,’ by David. — A secret treasure, in Saul’s sending, and they watch the house to put him to death. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God, From my withstanders set me on high.
59:2 Deliver me from workers of iniquity, And from men of blood save me.
59:3 For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
59:4 Without punishment they run and prepare themselves, Stir up to meet me, and see.
59:5 And Thou, Jehovah, God of Hosts, God of Israel, Awake to inspect all the nations. Favour not any treacherous dealers of iniquity. Selah.
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