Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God; For unto thee do I pray.
Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge, Who eat up my people (as) they eat bread, And call not upon God?
Hear my prayer, O God; Give ear to the words of my mouth.
For strangers are risen up against me, And violent men have sought after my soul: They have not set God before them. (Selah)
Wilt thou not quicken us again, That thy people may rejoice in thee?
Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock; And they shall hear my words; For they are sweet.