Petition and Thanksgiving

Of David.

To you, Lord, I call; my Rock, do not be deaf to me.

If you fail to answer me, I will join those who go down to the pit.

Hear the sound of my pleading when I cry to you, lifting my hands toward your holy place.

Do not drag me off with the wicked, with those who do wrong, who speak peace to their neighbors though evil is in their hearts.

Repay them for their deeds, for the evil that they do.

For the work of their hands repay them; give them what they deserve.

They pay no heed to the Lord's works, to the deeds of God's hands. God will tear them down, never to be rebuilt.

Blessed be the Lord, who has heard the sound of my pleading.

The Lord is my strength and my shield, in whom my heart trusted and found help.

So my heart rejoices; with my song I praise my God.

Lord, you are the strength of your people, the saving refuge of your anointed king.

Save your people, bless your inheritance; feed and sustain them forever!