Psalm 57 Redux

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.

I cry out to God Most High,
    to God, who vindicates me.
He sends from heaven and saves me,
    rebuking those who hotly pursue me—[c]
    God sends forth his love and his faithfulness.

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.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
    let your glory be over all the earth.

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.

My heart, O God, is steadfast,
    my heart is steadfast;
    I will sing and make music.
Awake, my soul!
    Awake, harp and lyre!
    I will awaken the dawn.

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.

(NIV)

There shines a small light
on the horizon;
A promise of Hope,
Amidst the shadows.

My heart cries out to
That Hope.
With wings It rises,
and paints the tapestry
of dawn.

The sky is a flame of morning
So, sing.
Mix minor and major notes,
Sorrow, and joy together.
Sound a chorus of praise
To the Great Artist.

Let molten colours,
And sacred symphonies
birth courage
for a new beginning.
In Hope.
In God.

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