The Lantern

Psalms28

Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my strength: think no scorn of me; lest, if thou make as though thou hearest not, I become like them that go down into the pit.

Hear the voice of my humble petitions, when I cry unto thee: when I hold up my hands towards the mercy-seat of thy holy temple.

O pluck me not away, neither destroy me, with the ungodly and wicked doers: which speak friendly to their neighbours, but imagine mischief in their hearts.

Reward them according to their deeds: and according to the wickedness of their own inventions.

Recompense them after the work of their hands: pay them that they have deserved.

For they regard not in their mind the works of the Lord, nor the operation of his hands: therefore shall he break them down, and not build them up.

Praised be the Lord: for he hath heard the voice of my humble petitions.

The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart danceth for joy, and in my song will I praise him.

The Lord is my strength: and he is the wholesome defence of his Anointed.

O save thy people, and give thy blessing unto thine inheritance: feed them, and set them up for ever.