Into Your Hands I Commend my Spirit

Incline your ear to me;
rescue me speedily.
Be a rock of refuge for me,
a strong fortress to save me.
 
Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.

   You hate those who pay regard to worthless idols,
but I trust in the LORD.

Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.

I have passed out of mind like one who is dead;
I have become like a broken vessel.
For I hear the whispering of many—
terror all around!—
as they scheme together against me,
as they plot to take my life.
 
Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.

My times are in your hand;
deliver me from the hand of my enemies and persecutors.
Let your face shine upon your servant;
save me in your steadfast love.
Do not let me be put to shame, O LORD,
for I call on you;
let the wicked be put to shame;
let them go dumbfounded to Sheol.

Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.

Be strong, and let your heart take courage,
all you who wait for the LORD.

Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.