O Lord, my Rock, to thee I cry; Be not thou silent then to me

Verse 1

O Lord, my rock, to Thee I cry; Be not Thou silent then to me; Lest by thy silence, I like them Descending to the pit should be.

Verse 2

Of my entreaties hear the voice, while to Thee loud for help I cry; While I lift up my hands towards Thine oracle of sanctity.

Verse 3

With ill men draw me not away, With workers of unrighteousness; who peace to all their neighbors speak, But in their heart is wickedness.

Verse 4

Thou wilt reward them for their deeds, According to their ill intents; According to their handy-works, Thou wilt them justly recompense.

Verse 5

Since they Jehovah's wonders slight, And working of his hand disdain; He will them righteously destroy, And will not build them up again.

Verse 6

The Lord be blessed; for He hat heard The voice of my imploring cry: The LORD my strength, my shield; on Him My heart relied, and helped was I. Therefore my heart exults with joy, And with my song I'll Him confess.

Verse 7

Jehovah is his people's strength, The strength of his Messiah is.

Verse 8

Salvation to thy people give; and bless Thou thine inheritance; Yea even to eternity Do Thou them feed and them advance.

Verse 9

Salvation to thy people give; bless thine inheritance; And even to eternity them feed and them advance.