To the director on stringed instruments. Of David.
61 Do hear, O God, my entreating cry.+
Do pay attention to my prayer.+
2 From the extremity of the earth I shall cry, even to you, when my heart grows feeble.+
Onto a rock that is higher than I am may you lead me.+
3 For you have proved to be a refuge for me,+
A strong tower in the face of the enemy.+
4 I will be a guest in your tent for times indefinite;+
I will take refuge in the concealment of your wings.+ Seʹlah.
5 For you yourself, O God, have listened to my vows.+
You have given [me] the possession of those fearing your name.+
6 Days you will add to the days of the king;+
His years will be like generation after generation.+
7 He will dwell to time indefinite before God;+
O assign loving-kindness and trueness, that these may safeguard him.+
8 So I will make melody to your name forever,+
That I may pay my vows day after day.+