Psalms 71

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

In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, May I not be ashamed unto times age-abiding:

2 In Your justice, rescue and deliver me; incline Your ear and save me.

In thy righteousness, wilt thou rescue me, and deliver me, Incline unto me thine ear, and save me:

3 Be my rock of refuge, where I can always go. Give the command to save me, for You are my rock and my fortress.

Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.

4 Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and ruthless.

Oh my God, deliver me, From the hand of the lawless one, From the clutch of the perverse and ruthless one;

5 For You are my hope, O Lord GOD, my confidence from my youth.

For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:

6 I have leaned on You since birth; You pulled me from my mother’s womb. My praise is always for You.

Upon thee, have I stayed myself from birth, Thou art he that severed me, from the body of my mother, Of thee, shall be my praise—continually.

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

A very wonder, have I been unto many, Seeing that, thou, hast been my strong refuge,

8 My mouth is filled with Your praise and with Your splendor all day long.

My mouth shall be filled with, thy praise, All the day, with thy splendour.

9 Do not discard me in my old age; do not forsake me when my strength fails.

Do not cast me off in the time of old age, When my vigour faileth, do not forsake me;

10 For my enemies speak against me, and those who lie in wait for my life conspire,

For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;

11 saying, “God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for there is no one to rescue him.”

Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.

12 Be not far from me, O God. Hurry, O my God, to help me.

O God, be not far from me, O my God, to help me, make haste!

13 May the accusers of my soul be ashamed and consumed; may those who seek my harm be covered with scorn and disgrace.

Let them be ashamed—be consumed, Who are assailing my life, —Let them be covered with reproach and confusion, Who are seeking my hurt.

14 But I will always hope and will praise You more and more.

But, I, continually will hope, And will add to all thy praise;

15 My mouth will declare Your righteousness and Your salvation all day long, though I cannot know their full measure.

My mouth, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.

16 I will enter in the strength of the Lord GOD; I will proclaim Your righteousness—Yours alone.

I will enter into the mighty doings of My Lord—Yahweh, I will make mention of thy righteousness—thine alone.

17 O God, You have taught me from my youth, and to this day I proclaim Your marvelous deeds.

O God, thou hast taught me from my youthful days, And, hitherto, have I been wont to tell of thy wonders;

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

Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, —Until I tell of thine arm unto a [new] generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;

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

And, as for thy righteousness, O God, up on high, Wherein thou hast wrought great things, O God! who is like unto thee?

20 Though You have shown me many troubles and misfortunes, You will revive me once again. Even from the depths of the earth You will bring me back up.

Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt again bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;

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

Thou wilt increase my greatness, And, on every side, wilt comfort me.

22 So I 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.

I also, will praise thee by the aid of a harp, Thy faithfulness, O my God, —I will make music unto thee with a lyre, Thou holy one of Israel;

23 When I sing praise to You my lips will shout for joy, along with my soul, which You have redeemed.

My lips shall make a joyful noise, When I make music unto thee, And my soul which thou hast ransomed;

24 My tongue will indeed proclaim Your righteousness all day long, for those who seek my harm are disgraced and confounded.

Even my tongue, all the day, shall softly utter thy righteousness, For they have turned pale—for they have blushed, Who were seeking my hurt.