To you, O Lord, I call.
My rock, do not be deaf to me.
Blest if you're silent to me, I become like those who fall in the pit.
Hear the voice of my prayer, as I cry out to you for help.
And as I lift up my hands towards your innermost sanctuary.
Take me not off with the wicked, with all the workers of evil.
Those who speak peace with their neighbor, while mischief is in their hearts.
Blessed be the Lord, for he has heard the sound of my prayers.
For he is my strength and my shield.
In him my heart will always trust.
So I am helped, and my heart soars.
And with my song I give thanks.
The Lord's the strength of his people, of his anointed.
He is the saving refuge.
O save your people and bless them.
Shepherd and carry them forever.