Hold not thy peace, O God of my praise;
O GOD of my praise! Keep not silence,
God of my praise, don’t keep quiet,
A Psalm of David. The Lord said to my Lord, "Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool."
A Psalm for David. The Lord said to my Lord: Sit thou at my right hand: Until I make thy enemies thy footstool.
Thou art my God, and I will give thanks unto thee: Thou art my God, I will exalt thee.
Unto thee, O LORD, will I call; My rock, be not thou deaf unto me: Lest, if thou be silent unto me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
O God, keep not thou silence: Hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.
For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult: And they that hate thee have lifted up the head.
The LORD is my strength and song, And he is become my salvation: This is my God, and I will praise him; My father's God, and I will exalt him.
I have long time holden my peace; I have been still, and refrained myself: now will I cry out like a travailing woman; I will gasp and pant together.
Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.
He is thy praise, and he is thy God, that hath done for thee these great and terrible things, which thine eyes have seen.