Psalms61

0To the choirmaster, with the stringed instrument, of David.

1Hear my ringing cry, O God; give attention to my prayer.

2From the end of the land I call to you, when my heart grows faint; lead me to a rock higher than I.

3For you have been a refuge for me, a tower of strength from the face of the enemy.

4Let me sojourn in your tent forever; let me take refuge in the covering of your wings. Selah.

5For you, O God, have heard my vows; you have given the possession of those who fear your name.

6Days upon the days of the king you will add, his years like generation after generation.

7May he dwell forever before God; appoint loyal love and stability to guard him.

8So I will sing praises to your name forever, paying my vows day after day.