Psalms 57:1
1Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
Wesley: Al-taschith—destroy not—sum of the plea; the cave frames urgent mercy. Double “be merciful” and refuge under wings until calamities pass.
Mercy is begged because the soul actually takes refuge; wings invite trust that must be exercised till the storm passes. Grace shelters those who flee to God, not those who stand aloof.
Calvin: repetition proves uncommon grief; the plea for mercy is hope in God from innermost affections. Shadow of wings—God shelters like a hen; hope lodges under every tempest.
Refuge is God’s gift and the soul’s act of trust. Mercy is not earned calm; it is shelter until destruction passes by God’s timing.