A Psalm of David.

1 Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.*28.1 to me: Heb. from me

2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.*28.2 thy…: or, the oracle of thy sanctuary

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

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.

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.

6 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.

8 The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.*28.8 their: or, his*28.8 saving…: Heb. strength of salvations

9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.*28.9 feed: or, rule

1 'n PSALM van Dawid.

Ek roep U aan, o Here! My rots, draai nie stilswygend van my af weg nie, sodat ek nie, as U teenoor my bly swyg, word soos die wat in die kuil neerdaal nie.

2 Hoor die stem van my smekinge as ek U aanroep om hulp, as ek my hande ophef na die binneste van u heiligdom.

3 Ruk my nie weg saam met die goddelose en saam met die werkers van ongeregtigheid nie; wat van vrede spreek met hulle naaste, maar daar is kwaad in hulle hart.

4 Gee hulle na hul dade en na die boosheid van hul handelinge; gee hulle na die werk van hul hande; vergeld hulle na hulle dade.

5 Omdat hulle nie let op die dade van die Here of op die werk van sy hande nie, sal Hy hulle afbreek en hulle nie bou nie.

6 Geloofd sy die Here, want Hy het die stem van my smekinge gehoor.

7 Die Here is my sterkte en my skild; op Hom het my hart vertrou, en ek is gehelp; daarom jubel my hart en sal ek Hom loof met my gesang.

8 Die Here is 'n sterkte vir hulle, en Hy is 'n vesting van verlossing vir sy gesalfde.

9 Verlos u volk en seën u erfdeel, en wees vir hulle 'n herder en dra hulle tot in ewigheid.