Psalm 28

Ad te Domine clamabo

  1. Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my strength : think no scorn of me; lest, if thou make as though thou hearest not, I become like them that go down into the pit.
  2. Hear the voice of my humble petitions, when I cry unto thee : when I hold up my hands towards the mercy-seat of thy holy temple.
  3. O pluck me not away, neither destroy me with the ungodly and wicked doers : which speak friendly to their neighbours, but imagine mischief in their hearts.
  4. Reward them according to their deeds : and according to the wickedness of their own inventions.
  5. Recompense them after the work of their hands : pay them that they have deserved.
  6. For they regard not in their mind the works of the Lord, nor the operation of his hands : therefore shall he break them down, and not build them up.
  7. Praised be the Lord : for he hath heard the voice of my humble petitions.
  8. The Lord is my strength, and my shield; my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped : therefore my heart danceth for joy, and in my song will I praise him.
  9. The Lord is my strength : and he is the wholesome defence of his Anointed.
  10. O save thy people, and give thy blessing unto thine inheritance : feed them, and set them up for ever.
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