Psalm 28 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)
Psalm 28

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.