To You, O Lord, I call

Do not be deaf to me, my Rock
Lest if You be silent to me
I become like those who go down to the pit

Hear the voice of my plea for mercy
When I cry to You for help
When I lift my hands toward Your holy place

Draw me not away with the wicked
With the workers of evil who speak peace to their neighbors
While evil is in their hearts

Give them according to their works, the evil of their deeds
According to the work of their hands
Render unto them their just and due reward

For they do not regard the wonders of the Lord
Nor the work of His hands
He will tear them down and build them up no more
He will tear them down and build them up no more
No more

Blessed be the Lord
He has heard the voice of my plea for mercy
He is my strength and shield
My heart trusts in Him, and I am helped

My heart exults and with my song I give thanks to Him
My heart exults and with my song I give thanks to Him

The Lord is the strength of His people
He is the saving refuge of His anointed
Save Your people! Bless Your children!
Be their shepherd and carry them forever