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.