Psalms 28
Of David
1 I cry to you, Yahweh, my Rock! Do not be deaf to me, for if you are silent, I shall go down to the Pit like the rest.
2 Hear my voice, raised in petition, as I cry to you for help, as I raise my hands, Yahweh, toward your Holy of Holies.
3 Do not drag me away with the wicked, away with the evil men who talk of peace to their neighbours while malice is in their hearts.
4 Repay them for their actions, Yahweh, for the evil they commit, for their handiwork repay them, let them have what they deserve!
5 How blind they are to the works of Yahweh, to his own handiwork! May he pull them down and not rebuild them!
6 Blessed be Yahweh, for he hears the sound of my petition!
7 Yahweh is my strength, my shield, my heart puts its trust in him; I have been helped, my flesh has bloomed again, I thank him with all my heart.
8 Yahweh is the strength of his people, a saving fortress for his anointed.
9 Save your people! Bless your heritage! Shepherd them; carry them for ever!
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