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1 O LORD, I call to you; my Rock, do not be deaf to my cry; * lest, if you do not hear me, I become like those who go down to the Pit. 2 Hear the voice of my prayer when I cry out to you, * when I lift up my hands to your holy of holies. 3 Do not snatch me away with the wicked or with the evildoers, * who speak peaceably with their neighbors, while strife is in their hearts. 4 Repay them according to their deeds, * and according to the wickedness of their actions. 5 According to the work of their hands repay them, * and give them their just deserts. 6 They have no understanding of the LORD'S doings, nor of the works of his hands; * therefore he will break them down and not build them up. 7 Blessed is the LORD! * for he has heard the voice of my prayer. 8 The LORD is my strength and my shield; * my heart trusts in him, and I have been helped; 9 Therefore my heart dances for joy, * and in my song will I praise him. 10 The LORD is the strength of his people, * a safe refuge for his anointed. 11 Save your people and bless your inheritance; * shepherd them and carry them for ever.
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chanted by the Rev. Philip Mayer St. Peter's by the Lake Episcopal Church The Colony, Texas |