A Psalm of David
1 I will cry unto You, O Jehovah my Rock: Do not be silent to me, lest, if You be deaf
to me, I become like those who go down into the pit.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications when I cry out to You, when I lift up my hands
toward Your Holy of Holies.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace
to their neighbors, yet evil is in their hearts.
4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their practices;
give them according to the work of their hands; give back to them what they deserve.
5 Because they do not consider the works of Jehovah nor the works of His hands, He
shall destroy them and not build them up.
6 Blessed is Jehovah, because He has heard the voice of my supplications.
7 Jehovah is my strength and my shield; my heart has trusted in Him, and I have been
helped; therefore my heart greatly rejoices, and with my song I will praise Him.
8 Jehovah is their strength, and He is the saving refuge of His anointed.
9 Save Your people, and bless Your inheritance; shepherd them also, and bear them up