Psalm 28

New Coverdale Version

Unto you will I cry, O Lord my rock; do not be deaf to my prayer; * lest, if you do not answer, I become like those who go down into the pit.

Hear the voice of my humble petitions when I cry unto you, * when I hold up my hands toward the sanctuary of your holy temple.

O cast me not away, neither destroy me with the ungodly and evildoers, * who speak as friends to their neighbors, but imagine evil in their hearts.

Reward them according to their deeds * and according to the wickedness of their own inventions.

Recompense them according to the work of their hands; * pay them what they have deserved.

For they regard not in their mind the works of the Lord, nor the operation of his hands; * therefore he shall break them down and not build them up.

Praised be the Lord, * for he has heard the voice of my humble petitions.

The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart has trusted in him, and I am helped; * therefore my heart dances for joy, and in my song will I praise him.

The Lord is my strength, * and he is the sure defense of his Anointed.

O save your people, and give your blessing to your inheritance; * feed them, and lift them up for ever.