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Scottish Psalter: Psalm 28

Psalm 28: To thee I'll cry, O Lord, my rock

A Psalm of David.

Meter: C.M. (8,6,8,6)

1 To 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.

2 The voice hear of my humble pray’rs, when unto thee I cry; When to thine holy oracle I lift mine hands on high.

3 With ill men draw me not away that work iniquity; That speak peace to their friends, while in their hearts doth mischief lie.

4 Give them according to their deeds and ills endeavoured: And as their handy-works deserve, to them be rendered.

5 God shall not build, but them destroy, who would not understand The Lord’s own works, nor did regard the doing of his hand.

6 For ever blessed be the Lord, for graciously he heard The voice of my petitions, and prayers did regard.

7 The 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. 8 Their strength is God alone: He also is the saving strength of his anointed one.

9 O thine own people do thou save, bless thine inheritance; Them also do thou feed, and them for evermore advance.