Psalms 61

1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm of David. God, please hear my cry for help; please listen to my prayer.

To the Chief Musician. Upon a Stringed Instrument. David’s. Hear, O God, my loud cry, Attend unto my prayer:

2 From this distant place, far from home, I cry out to you as my courage fails. Take me to a rock high above me where I will be safe,

From the end of the earth, unto thee do I cry, When my heart fainteth away, Unto a rock that is higher than I, wilt thou lead me.

3 for you are my protection, a strong tower where my enemies cannot attack me.

For thou hast been, A Refuge to me, A Tower of Strength, from the face of the foe.

4 Let me live with you forever; protect me under the shelter of your wings. (Selah)

I would be a guest in thy tent to the ages, I would seek refuge in the concealment of thy wings. (Selah)

5 For you, God, have heard the promises I've made. You have given all those who love your character your special blessing.

For, thou, O God, hast hearkened to my vows, Thou hast granted a possession, unto them who revere thy Name.

6 Please give the king many extra years; may his reign last through generations.

Days—unto the days of the king, wilt thou add. His years, as of generation after generation:

7 May he always live in your presence; may your trustworthy love and faithfulness protect him.

Let him retain his seat age-abidingly before God, Appoint that, lovingkindness and faithfulness, my watch over him!

8 Then I will always sing praises to you, and every day I will keep my promises to you.

So, will I sing thy Name unto futurity, Paying my vows, day by day.