Psalm 57:6-11

My soul's bowed down; for they a net
have laid, my steps to snare:
Into the pit which they have digged
for me, they fallen are.
7 My heart is fixed, my heart is fixed,
O God; I'll sing and praise.
8 My glory wake; wake psalt'ry, harp;
myself I'll early raise.

9 I'll praise thee 'mong the people, Lord;
'mong nations sing will I:
10 For great to heav'n thy mercy is,
thy truth is to the sky.
11 O Lord, exalted be thy name
above the heav'ns to stand:
Do thou thy glory far advance
above both sea and land.