³ And he came to the sheepcotes by the way, where was a cave; and Saul went in to cover his feet. Now David and his men were abiding in the innermost parts of the cave.

²⁴ Now when he was gone out, his servants came; and they saw, and, behold, the doors of the upper room were locked; and they said, Surely he is covering his feet in the upper chamber.

¹ Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; For my soul taketh refuge in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, Until `these' calamities be overpast.

² I will cry unto God Most High, Unto God that performeth `all things' for me.

³ He will send from heaven, and save me, `When' he that would swallow me up reproacheth; Selah God will send forth his lovingkindness and his truth.

⁴ My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.

⁵ Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; `Let' thy glory `be' above all the earth.

⁶ They have prepared a net for my steps; My soul is bowed down: They have digged a pit before me; They are fallen into the midst thereof themselves. Selah

⁷ My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing praises.

⁸ Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.

⁹ I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the peoples: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

¹⁰ For thy lovingkindness is great unto the heavens, And thy truth unto the skies.

¹¹ Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; `Let' thy glory `be' above all the earth. Psalm 58 For the Chief Musician; `set to' Al-tashheth. `A Psalm' of David Michtam.

¹ I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

² I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.

³ When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.

⁴ Look on `my' right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.

⁵ I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

⁶ Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.

⁷ Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Psalm 143 A Psalm of David.

⁶ Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock; And they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.