1 To thee, O LORD, I will call. My rock, be not thou deaf to me, lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like those who go down into the pit.

2 Hear the voice of my supplications when I cry to 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, who speak peace with their neighbors, but mischief is in their hearts.

4 Give 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 recompense,

5 because they regard not the works of LORD, nor the operation of his hands. He will break them down and not build them up.

6 Blessed be LORD, because he has heard the voice of my supplications.

7 LORD is my strength and my shield. My heart has trusted in him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart greatly rejoices, and with my song I will praise him.

8 LORD is their strength, and he is a stronghold of salvation to his anointed.

9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance. Be their shepherd also, and bear them up forever.