Do not be silent, O God of my praise!
To You will I cry, O Lord my rock; do not be silent to me, lest, if You are silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit.
Do not keep silent, O God; do not hold Your peace or be still, O God.
He is your praise, and He is your God, who has done for you these great and fearsome things which your eyes have seen.
Heal me, O Lord, and I will be healed; save me, and I will be saved, for You are my praise.
The Lord is my strength and song, and He has become my salvation. He is my God, and I will praise Him; my father’s God, and I will exalt Him.
I have for a long time held My peace; I have been still and refrained Myself. Now I will cry like a travailing woman; I will destroy and devour at once.
You are my God, and I will give thanks to You; You are my God; I will exalt You.
For behold, Your enemies make an uproar, and those who hate You have exalted themselves.
