1 Unto thee will
I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be
silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee,
when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of
iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief
is in their hearts.
4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness
of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands;
render to them their desert.
5 Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation
of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
6 Blessed be the LORD, because he hath heard the voice of my
supplications.
7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in
him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth;
and with my song will I praise him.
8 The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength
of his anointed.
9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also,
and lift them up for ever. |
