Psalms 28

1 By David. 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.