Psalms 61

1 Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer.

1To the Overseer, on stringed instruments. --By David. Hear, O God, my loud cry, attend to my prayer.

2From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me.

2From the end of the land unto Thee I call, In the feebleness of my heart, Into a rock higher than I Thou dost lead me.

3For you have been my secret place, and my high tower from those who made war on me.

3For Thou hast been a refuge for me, A tower of strength because of the enemy.

4I will make your tent my resting-place for ever: I will keep myself under the cover of your wings. (Selah.)

4I sojourn in Thy tent to the ages, I trust in the secret place of Thy wings. Selah.

5For you, O God, have made answer to my prayers; you have given me the heritage of those who give honour to your name.

5For Thou, O God, hast hearkened to my vows, Thou hast appointed the inheritance Of those fearing Thy name.

6You will give the king long life; and make his years go on through the generations.

6Days to the days of the king Thou addest, His years as generation and generation.

7May the seat of his authority be before God for ever; may mercy and righteousness keep him safe.

7He dwelleth to the age before God, Kindness and truth appoint--they keep him.

8So will I make songs in praise of your name for ever, giving to God that which is right day by day.

8So do I praise Thy name for ever, When I pay my vows day by day!