Psalms 28

1 A Psalm of David. To thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou shouldest be silent to me, I should become like them that go down into the pit.

“Of David.” Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; O my rock, turn not unheeding from me: lest thou turn away silent from me, and I become like those that go down into the pit.

2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry to thee, when I lift my hands toward thy holy oracle.

Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward the most holy place of thy sanctuary.

3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, who speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.

Snatch me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of injustice, who speak peace with their neighbors, with mischief in their heart.

4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.

Give unto them according to their doing, and according to the evil of their deeds; according to the work of their hands do thou give unto them: bestow their [just] recompense on them.

5 Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.

Because they have no regard for the doings of the Lord, nor the works of his hands: may he pull them down, and not build them up.

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

Blessed be the Lord, because he hath 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 rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

The Lord is my strength and my shield; in him hath my heart trusted, and I am helped, and my heart exulteth; and with my song will I thank him.

8 The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.

The Lord is strength unto them, and he is the fortress of victory of his anointed.

9 Save thy people, and bless thy inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.

Help thy people, and bless thy heritage: and feed them, and exalt them unto all eternity.