(To the choir-master. For stringed instruments. Of David.)

Listen, Lord, to this cry of appeal; do not let my prayer go unheeded,

though it be from the ends of the earth that I call upon thee. When my heart misgives me, thou wilt set me high up on a rock, thou wilt bring me repose;

thou, my only hope, my strong tower against the assault of my enemies.

Oh let me dwell for ever in thy tabernacle, let me take refuge under the shelter of thy wings!

Lord, thou hast listened to my prayer, a domain thou hast given me where thy name is held in awe.

Year upon year do thou add to the king’s reign; while generations come and go, may his life still last.

For ever may he reign under God’s favour; let mercy and faithfulness be his escort.

Eternally I will sing thy praises, day after day perform my vows.