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