Be not silent, O God of my praise!
Thou art my God, and I will give thanks to thee; thou art my God, I will extol thee.
To thee, O Lord, I call; my rock, be not deaf to me, lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like those who go down to the Pit.
O God, do not keep silence; do not hold thy peace or be still, O God!
For lo, thy enemies are in tumult; those who hate thee have raised their heads.
The Lord is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation; this is my God, and I will praise him, my father's God, and I will exalt him.
For a long time I have held my peace, I have kept still and restrained myself; now I will cry out like a woman in travail, I will gasp and pant.
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved; for thou art my praise.
He is your praise; he is your God, who has done for you these great and terrible things which your eyes have seen.
