Psalms 71

¹In you, O LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame.

²Rescue me and deliver me in your righteousness; turn your ear to me and save me.

³Be my rock of refuge, to which I can always go; give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.

⁴Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of evil and cruel men.

⁵For you have been my hope, O Sovereign LORD, my confidence since my youth.

⁶From birth I have relied on you; you brought me forth from my mother's womb. I will ever praise you.

⁷I have become like a portent to many, but you are my strong refuge.

⁸My mouth is filled with your praise, declaring your splendor all day long.

⁹Do not cast me away when I am old; do not forsake me when my strength is gone.

¹⁰For my enemies speak against me; those who wait to kill me conspire together.

¹¹They say, "God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for no one will rescue him."

¹²Be not far from me, O God; come quickly, O my God, to help me.

¹³May my accusers perish in shame; may those who want to harm me be covered with scorn and disgrace.

¹⁴But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more.

¹⁵My mouth will tell of your righteousness, of your salvation all day long, though I know not its measure.

¹⁶I will come and proclaim your mighty acts, O Sovereign LORD; I will proclaim your righteousness, yours alone.

¹⁷Since my youth, O God, you have taught me, and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds.

¹⁸Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, till I declare your power to the next generation, your might to all who are to come.

¹⁹Your righteousness reaches to the skies, O God, you who have done great things. Who, O God, is like you?

²⁰Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up.

²¹You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.

²²I will praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, O my God; I will sing praise to you with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.

²³My lips will shout for joy when I sing praise to you- I, whom you have redeemed.

²⁴My tongue will tell of your righteous acts all day long, for those who wanted to harm me have been put to shame and confusion.