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Psalm 28

A Psalm of David.

8,6,8,6

1To thee I’ll cry, O Lord, my rock;

hold not thy peace to me;

Lest like those that to pit descend

I by thy silence be.

2The voice hear of my humble pray’rs,

when unto thee I cry;

When to thine holy oracle

I lift mine hands on high.

3With ill men draw me not away

that work iniquity;

That speak peace to their friends, while in

their hearts doth mischief lie.

4Give them according to their deeds

and ills endeavoured:

And as their handy-works deserve,

to them be rendered.

5God shall not build, but them destroy,

who would not understand

The Lord’s own works, nor did regard

the doing of his hand.

6For ever blessed be the Lord,

for graciously he heard

The voice of my petitions,

and prayers did regard.

7The Lord’s my strength and shield; my heart

upon him did rely;

And I am helped: hence my heart

doth joy exceedingly,

And with my song I will him praise.

8Their strength is God alone:

He also is the saving strength

of his anointed one.

9O thine own people do thou save,

bless thine inheritance;

Them also do thou feed, and them

for evermore advance.

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