Mission of St. Clare logo Psalm 57 Miserere mei, Deus

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me, for my
soul trusteth in thee;
and under the shadow of thy wings shall
be my refuge, until this tyranny be overpast.

I will call unto
the Most High God, even unto the God that shall perform
the cause which I have in hand.

He shall send from heaven,
and save me from the reproof of him that would eat me up.
God shall send forth his mercy and truth;
my soul is among
lions.
And I lie even among the children of men that are set on
fire, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a
sharp sword.

Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens, and
thy glory above all the earth.

They have laid a net for my feet,
and pressed down my soul;
they have dug a pit before me,
and are fallen into the midst of it themselves.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed;
I will sing and
give praise.

Awake up, my glory;
awake, lute and harp.

I myself
will awake right early.

I will give thanks unto thee, O
Lord, among the people;
and I will sing unto thee among the
nations.

For the greatness of thy mercy reacheth unto the
heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory
above all the earth.