1. To thee I'll cry, O Lord, my rock;hold not thy peace to me;Lest like those that to pit descendI by thy silence be.
2. The voice hear of my humble pray'rs,when unto thee I cry;When to thine holy oracleI lift mine hands on high.
3. With ill men draw me not awaythat work iniquity;That speak peace to their friends, while intheir hearts doth mischief lie.
4. Give them according to their deedsand ills endeavoured:And as their handy-works deserve,to them be rendered.
5. God shall not build, but them destroy,who would not understandThe Lord's own works, nor did regardthe doing of his hand.
6. For ever blessed be the Lord,for graciously he heardThe voice of my petitions,and prayers did regard.
7. The Lord's my strength and shield; my heartupon him did rely;And I am helped: hence my heartdoth joy exceedingly,And with my song I will him praise.
8. Their strength is God alone:He also is the saving strengthof his anointed one.
9. O thine own people do thou save,bless thine inheritance;Them also do thou feed, and themfor evermore advance.
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