To you will I cry, O Lord my Rock,
be not deaf to my prayer :
lest, if you turn away silent,
I become like those that go down to the grave.
Hear the voice of my supplication
when I cry to you for help :
when I lift up my hands
toward the holiest place of your sanctuary.
Do not snatch me away with the ungodly,
with the evildoers :
who speak peace to their neighbours,
but nourish malice in their hearts.
Repay them according to their deeds :
and according to the wickedness of their endeavours;
Requite them for the work of their hands :
and give them their deserts.
For they pay no heed to the Lords acts,
nor to the operation of his hands :
therefore shall he break them down and not build them up.
Let the Lords name be praised :
for he has heard the voice of my supplication.
The Lord is my strength and my shield,
in him my heart trusts and I am helped :
therefore my heart dances for joy,
and in my song will I praise him.
The Lord is the strength of his people :
and a sure refuge for his anointed king.
O save your people and give your blessing to your own :
be their shepherd, and bear them up for ever.