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.

2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee,

When I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.

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.

9 Save thy people,

And bless thine inheritance:

Feed them also, and lift them up for ever.