1 [A Psalm of David.] To you I will cry, O LORD my rock. Do not be silent to me, lest, if you should be silent to me, I should become like those who go down into the pit.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications when I cry to you, when I lift my hands toward your holy oracle.
3 Do not draw me away with the wicked and with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace to their neighbors, but mischief is in their hearts.
4 Give them according to their deeds and according to the wickedness of their endeavors. Give them after the work of their hands. Render to them what they deserve.
5 Because they do not regard the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he will destroy them and not build them up.
6 Blessed be the LORD because he has 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 rejoices, and with my song I will praise him.
8 The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.
9 Save your people and bless your inheritance. Feed them also and lift them up forever.