Psalms 28
A Psalm of David.
1Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, <add>if</add> thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.2Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.
3Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief <add>is</add> in their hearts.
4Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.
5Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.
6Blessed <add>be</add> the LORD, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
7The LORD <add>is</add> my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
8The LORD <add>is</add> their strength, and he <add>is</add> the saving strength of his anointed.
9Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.