1 To you, LORD, I call. My rock, do not 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 toward your Most Holy Place.
3 Do not draw me away with the wicked, with evildoers 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 according to the operation of their hands. Bring back on them what they deserve.
5 Because they do not regard 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 the strength of his people. 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.
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