A Psalm of David.
1Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call:
My rock, be not thou deaf unto me;
Lest, if thou be silent unto me,
I become like them that go down into the pit.
2Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee,
When I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
3Draw me not away with the wicked,
And with the workers of iniquity;
That speak peace with their neighbors,
But mischief is in their hearts.
4Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings:
Give them after the operation of their hands;
Render to them their desert.
5Because they regard not the works of Jehovah,
Nor the operation of his hands,
He will break them down and not build them up.
6Blessed be Jehovah,
Because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
7Jehovah is my strength and my shield;
My heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped:
Therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth;
And with my song will I praise him.
8Jehovah is their strength,
And he is a stronghold of salvation to his anointed.
9Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance:
Be their shepherd also, and bear them up for ever.