1 To you, Lord, I call.My rock, don’t be deaf to me;lest, if you are silent to me,I would become like those who go down into the pit.
2 Hear the voice of my petitions, when I cry to you,when I lift up my hands towards your Most Holy Place.
3 Don’t draw me away with the wicked,with the workers of iniquity who speak peace with their neighbours,but mischief is in their hearts.
4 Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings.Give them according to the operation of their hands.Bring back on them what they deserve.
5 Because they don’t respect the works of the Lord,nor the operation of his hands,he will break them down and not build them up.
6 Blessed be the Lord,because he has heard the voice of my petitions.
7 The Lord is my strength and my shield.My heart has trusted in him, and I am helped.Therefore my heart greatly rejoices.With my song I will thank him.
8 The Lord is their strength.He is a stronghold of salvation to his anointed.
9 Save your people,and bless your inheritance.Be their shepherd also,and bear them up forever.