Psalms 28
1TO Thee, O Lord, I have cried: O my God, pass me not by in silence. Shouldst Thou pass me by in silence: I shall be like them who go down to the pit.
2Hear the sound of my supplication, when I pray to Thee—when I lift up my hands to Thy holy temple.
3Draw not my soul in with sinners; nor destroy me with the workers of iniquity—with them who speak peace to their neighbours and harbour mischief in their hearts.
4Give them according to their deeds; and according to the wickedness of their devices. According to the works of their hands give them—retribute to them their deserts.
5Because they did not regard the works of the Lord; nor the operations of His hands: Thou wilt utterly destroy them and not build them up again.
6Blessed be the Lord, because He hath heard the voice of my prayer.
7The Lord is my helper and my protector: on Him my heart relied, and I am helped. My flesh also is revived, that with cheerfulness I may praise Him.
8The Lord is the strength of His people; and the safeguard of His anointed.
9O save Thy people and bless Thine inheritance; feed them also and lift them up forever.