1 Lord, I call to You; my rock, do not be deaf to me. If You remain silent to me, I will be like those going down to the Pit. 2 Listen to the sound of my pleading when I cry to You for help, when I lift up my hands toward Your holy sanctuary.
3 Do not drag me away with the wicked, with the evildoers, who speak in friendly ways with their neighbors, while malice is in their hearts. 4 Repay them according to what they have done- according to the evil of their deeds. Repay them according to the work of their hands; give them back what they deserve. 5 Because they do not consider what the Lord has done or the work of His hands, He will tear them down and not rebuild them.
6 May the Lord be praised, for He has heard the sound of my pleading. 7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and I am helped. Therefore my heart rejoices, and I praise Him with my song.